I sit drawing circles of love all over your back, while brushing your long flowing hair, a dream that I have in my sleep every night....

Wishing, I could really be there

My love is unmeasurable, so strong it becomes, I want to be with you, long times, every day, affection and trust,
It's for real, It's a must, listen, I really have much more to say

To love you I am, indeed, many men,
and I change as quick as a storm in the air, I be your consort and guard, the friend and your lover ...

I long to sit and brush of, your long flowing hair

I sing in my heart of the dreams that we share, of laughter's caress in the dark,
two people making their mark
through the mists of our time...

Wishing I really were there

Cool waterfalls echo the call of the sea,
and my heart races and beats just for you, to have you and hold you throughout all of time

Not a possession or burden, I wish you were mine, Oh! To sit back and brush of your hair…. And draw my circles of love on your back