Greetings From The UK
Welcome To This Sunday
Mid File ... The twinkle in your eyes ... Bruce Deboer
Steve’s secret castle, a glimpse through the trees
Solid foundations, and yet brought to it’s knees
Framed beautifully through, the sweet blossom of spring
Succumbs to your charms, my emotions do sing
Dark grey, damp and overcast feels this day
With my heart stolen, and so far away
White spring blossom, warms this lonely heart
Small compensation, whilst we are apart
Steve’s castle walls, are old and worn
And yes, Tis true, this heart is torn
Realistic knowledge of this broken down place
Overshadowed by, the smile on your face
A wrecked and broken down, ruin so very old
Appears so useless, and yet is not cold
Simply touch my heart, this warmth to feel
Warm to my presence, just feel this appeal
So rely on this rock, put fears aside
This love I feel, I will not hide
Turn around, embrace me face to face
Commit yourself, and share this place
Give all of yourself, for me to treasure
Taking care of your soul, is indeed a pleasure
Understand the beauty I see within those eyes
For this is a love, lasting until I die
There is only one way to say
"I Love You"
But there are thousands of ways to demonstrate
Enjoy . Steve . Aka . The Old Sea Dog . 2004 . ©
An Original Created By "This Steve" For Your Consideration