The sweet little voice, So honest and true, Was it even real, Dream up, did he do? Turned back all flushed, At the question she asked, Lost

Eternal lovers, they do not falter, Cloaked within is a love so deep, Even though life takes them farther, A cherished connection they always keep. Praise destiny;

Even before St. Valentine's lore,  Was even heard in our shore,  I was in you and you were in me, In an unseen bond of

He was but a child, Shy and wary of the ways that be, Cloaked within, a spirit wild, That strove to be happy, strong and free! She

Thine eyes! Blessed they be, On whom they’d rise, Blessed be ‘ll who’d see. Thine eyes! Thine eyes! The mystique and the gleam, Held in