Feelings Beyond Infatuation

Whenever I carry down these roses,

Amidst daring moments of ennui,

As I walk along this dream,

That perhaps I may be by your hip,

My dove,,I feel I have a love label,

A label perhaps again ,my have a destiny.

Kind of beauty that gives me a remni,

Of the days together under the sun,

Though I have to be stiff,

To snatch you off from America,

Down the aisle to our wedding pulpit,

But,,

Before I even kiss you ,

Before the whole America,

And share my heart,

My star,I would WISH your LOVE,

For baby ,,am insanely belated.