Love Season
The music tells his voice
And the tune echoes the song from his heart
She feels the touch
Travelling down her body
Trembling with joy
The wind is whispering his thoughts
She listens and can't decide to believe or doubt
Birds carries his message, singing around
She suddenly has an idea flying by
a bit too absurd
She cannot help laughing out aloud
Was she ever "his bride"
or bride to be
No matter what it was
At this moment
She is happy and content