Love Sweet Love
HAIR flame red lips like cherriesHis kisses were succulent as summer berries.
His eyes shone as new stars from heaven
And he was mine all mine.
Kisses on kisses I did give him
The ectasy will live in my heart
for ever.
But alas I felt his touch grow
Colder then one day he was gone.
All I have are dreams of kisses
Like summer berries.
Meryl Tookaram