Grant me your love

My heart beats to the sound of your love, your love flows through my heart as your love is the streams of life. Life with out you is like the shattered glasses with no purpose. You are the purpose for my creation and the goal to my dreams. How many times have I said I love you and how many time should I explain the size of the hole which lay in my heart. Your love candles my heart like the flame of a candle. A small flame amongst many, but yet with the strength to burn a hole in my heart. Your love is the hope by which I live. Your love sings the truth, and the truth of your heart shall remain in the sight of the angels.

Oh my humble Queen, my words are meaningless in expressing the joy you bring to my heart. You are the sweet to my flavour, your beauty makes every night different from the other. Oh my dearest one, your lips are as sweet and soft as chocolate from the finest trees. The love in your eye sparkles brighter then stars. Your love candles my heart like the flame of the candle. Why should I or would I neither forget nor neglect such love yet to be discovered by man. Yet my heart is unable to discover the intensity of your love.

My first laugh in the morning is through the passion of your love. My last laugh shall be the sweetness of your love. Could it be madness or the conflict within the boundaries of my heart which has set my heart at blaze? I seek no further but for the purity of your love; oh my love, grant me your love, as you may grant a man his soul. And I shall sing songs of your love in life and death.