WHAT HEART SAYS

Our love might begin with sweet little talk like dawn learning how to glow. The generosity, tenderness, is all i need to observe. With deep meaning slowly growing roots in our souls. He might be the one I will marry soon. A future confessing softly to the universe. I might call him "Darling" or "my love". Names that rest on my lips Names that mean galaxies. He will surely put remarks on me with his dirty little jokes. I might laugh, pretending to be annoyed, While secretly loving every part of him. When I fell asleep he might look at me with his beautiful blue green eyes. Eyes that hold oceans. Eyes that hold aurora. I might be the first to confess He might ask me to marry first All the faith in lord finally connects the heart little by little. He might cry while looking at me in white dress Tears heavy with love and relief . while walking down the Isle I might run towards him hugging tightly and kissing his cheeks.