Sometimes I think things...

To miss you would be crazy, for I hold
A dozen things that tell me how you feel
And yet, this love that’s anything but old
I haven’t quite absorbed that it is real

My life has been transformed to fairy tale
Reality a dream of what has been
This beautiful release from such a jail
I can’t believe the things that I have seen

Your face each day burns brightly in my mind
The whisper of your touch does linger on
And never had I dreamed that I would find
The one I’d always love to look upon

So let us lie entwined ‘neath starry skies
Of course I’ll love you ‘til the last rose dies