Maybe I am not
The chosen one...

You are always there
In front of my mind...

In the north lies the lands of myths
Norn's wove our life lines with knots...

Writing poems and quotes
Is a very small thing...

One morning different than other
dream of kisses and love...

I want to praise you
Not only for your good look...

Dreaming of a morning walk
Feeling the cool air talking...

Tenderness in kisses
I am still missing...

How love grows in hope
Kindness is in scope...

Now it is a new morning
You are stretching and yarning...

Summer sun is heating
Behind you waves are moving...

Curves are beautiful to watch,
when you look at your sweetheart...