The vision, of loveliness,
Before my eyes,
Is what I share,
With my heart and soul.

I find you,
In my, every thought,
In my dreams,
I first, taste your lips.

To hold you, in my arms,
To feel, our hearts,
Beating as one,
Is more, than a man,
Could ever stand.

To whisper sensuously,
in your ear,
In the softness, of the night,
Love, must be treated right.

True Love,
Is not, just words,
True Love,
Is an eternal commitment,
Descended from above.

By: William Bonilla......9/23/03