Aishiteru... eien ni...

Snow falling so elusively
the cold, gentle palm that it touches
the twinkle that besets the rose's petals, making them appear much like the windows to the soul
dearest, there is much hidden in this life...
nothing remains secretive for as long as we live...
within, i feel that statement coming true
the wind's wonderful sonnet brings the courage necessary
and so i say as i gaze at your painful beauty,
"i love you, dearest!"
the winter's snow melts, leaving a faint reminder of what had been a secret...
lips unite...
feelings exchanged...
a love between two is born at last!
hand in hand,
we proclaim our love once more...
aishiteru... eien ni...