I look up to the sky above and dream of you. I see the stars above and they don't shine as bright as your smile. When I see a flower, a rose, upon a hill. It's beauty in all of it's splendor cannot compare to yours. When I see you I know that you are mine and no one else's. When your hand touches mine I know that this is right. I know that this is right when all of heaven is singing to us as we kiss. I know that this is right when the juniper trees sway to the rhythm of our walks. I know that this right when every time you hold me my heart skips a beat. Yes my love, I know that this is right.
I look up to the sky above and dream of you.
September 1, 2007