Just like paint from a brush turns into fine art,
So you walked into my life from my dreams into my heart.
All the heat from the sun to every jewel of the Nile,
Are a cool breeze & gentle glass to your warm precious smile.
So I’m down on my knees with my hands in the air,
Asking for one day to run my hands through your hair.
Just like rain falling from the heavens above,
I’m drenched in the feelings of falling in love…
For My Immortal Beloved...
The 411... 