True Love Comes Into View

Reading carved names in the old oak tree
as your golden hair is flying free.
Given an innocence kiss from your lips,
as I reach and hug your sexy hips.
Like a sweet mild generous child,
a fresh breeze blows brisk and wild.
Showering me in a bed of flowers,
as this may last just a few hours.
Our love engages and ignites delight,
hold tight as never before tonight.
Show me the love we always have had
happy, sad and yet never was mad.
Without giving a clue and never blue
once again, your true love comes into view