When we meet again,
it will be in the spring.
The season of the year,
for fresh growth and loving.
We are growing closer,
but our love it is not new.
It has been lying dormant,
until the day that i found you.
Its blossomed into something,
i never thought could be.
The love we share between us,
will one day set us free.
We work towards that day,
with one thing in our minds.
I will be yours,
and you will be mine.
