Our new love, with heartstrings being played, blossoms like flowers in spring. . .
But am I being to Cliché? Everything I tell you now, you will have already heard before. So let me try making some words you would like to hear. . .
Your eyes that glimmer like a crystal blue river, speckled with the colors of newly unfurled spring leaves, reflecting the sun in every which way. Continue reading “Happy Valentine’s Day”