A warm summer breeze
blows gently through your hair
The smell of honeysuckle
lingers in the air
The touch of your skin so soft
as it presses against mine
The sweetness of your kiss
like strawberry wine
A warm sensation from your lips
as they press softly against mine
These are the things i remember
as i drift back in time
We danced through the meadows
to our special place
That place still lives in my mind
and it will,till the end of time...