Oh darling, how I long to put my arms round your waist with your hands gripping the easels as we ride on throughout the night.
As you place your hands on my waist when you caress my arms to my hands,
I think of you and the moon.
And to counterfeit the lonely moon, I see your eyes.
They are like the amber moon and your love is like a shower full of stars with painted constellations in the skies.
Your eyes are of the moon, my eyes are of the earth.
I love you so tell me when you shall love me
for I reach out to the moon
as the earth does.
And as you ride your motorcycle on throughout the day, I say prayers for you during the night. In my thoughts but never in wording.
I was a dreamer before I met you and you have made all my dreams come true.
I love you my darling.
I love you.
I love you.
i love you.
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