Love comes to a heart like a sweet rose,
Captivating to behold,
Remaining a lifetime to fulfill,
Desire that will unfold.

While I watch the sun set in beauty,
How it warms sweethearts who see,
And I wonder if and when true love,
Comes will mine eventually.

How I'd love to hear whisperings that,
Express all of love's power,
Yet love's beautiful times can pass by,
Never ever to flower.

I love to watch God's lovely sunsets,
Red hues and golds like jasper,
Knowing lovers hear Heaven's skies roll,
Love's sweet promising whisper.

A whisper hums like a voice calling,
Beautiful love come to me,
In such sweet melodic air streaming,
Warming all sweethearts who see.

Being clothed in God's warming sunset,
Yearning for true love I wait,
Feeling gleams radiating close by,
So hoping for my soul mate.

If I receive love's true images,
And hear unchained melodies,
Free of anticipation's tears I'll,
Know happiness in a breeze.

I feel love is beautiful and rare,
From the first moment eyes seek,
When irresistible feelings will,
Overwhelm hearts quite unique.

Innocent love in bloom's my picture,
When I watch one sweet moon rise,
One loving sunset calling my name,
And all from God's heart and eyes.

How joyous my heart when love appears,
From God one day inbetween,
Adoring the very soul of me,
And keeping my heart serene.

Love comes to a heart like a sweet rose,
Captivating to behold,
Remaining a lifetime to fulfill,
Desire that will unfold.

©Sondra McPherson
04 October 2008
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