Love is a song without end, <br />a melody played <br />through the whispers in the wind. <br />You look deep <br />into one another’s eyes, <br />kissing the reflection of a sunrise. <br />The song plays on <br />as you snuggle together <br />in each other’s arms. <br />Passions rise <br />to melt winter’s snow <br />and it has you tingling <br />from your head to your toes. <br />Love is a song without end <br />and when you’re in love, <br />your vision bends. <br />You see only <br />what you want to see. <br /> <br />12 April 2008<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-is-a-song-without-end/
