He Loves Me He loves Me More,
He Loves Me He Loves Me More
My love sent me some mail and in it he said, he loves me forevermore, from the height of his imagination to the depths of his soul
From the times of ages, a life without consequences.
To the days that we grow old, and to our grandchildren our love story will be told.
His mail has a consistency of words that came from his heart, all written with me in mind he said from me he will never part.
He loves me like the dew is attached to grass, like the sun heating up a magnifying glass.
Like snow likes winter, like leaves falling in fall, flowers are to spring and summer he will describe his love to me through all.
He even counted the days in seconds, minutes, hours, days, months and years he counts them all.
Waterfalls that water so beautifully shows, he describes his love to me and said it will constantly flow.
His voice will be like birds singing on beautiful days, sweet words of love to me he will always say.
And he will continue to serenade me with his love until the end of days that we have to share.
© 2020 The Eloquent Heart Writer