My Love

The myth behind my smile.
Treasure that was hidden from millions
Every dawn swirls in with your effervescence
The contours on your face melts me down.
And your words smothens every rock of my life.

Each day brings each joys of memories.
Gold and silver are precious but your love priceless.
Roses are few to express love
I asked for little love but you promised me her embodiment.
Worlds without you are empty seas.

I requested a flower and you gave me her garden.
Words are limited to match your love.
You are the epitome of love.
Beds of roses are little in exchange
And all our days hungs around the neck of love.
Days ever new joys.