Love

The whispers of the wind,
The scent in the air,
The beautiful red and white roses,

They are calling me to you.

Do you know that,
The sight of you,
Causes my heart to beat,
More than I can ever imagine?

A world I never knew,
So vibrant,
So full of life,
Only exists,
When you're in it.

I've become happy,
Too happy for my own good,
For the reality,
I know,
Isn't so kind.

How nice would it be,
If this was a dream?
Then I would never have to wake up again.