Poetry

I Felt The Magic In The Air As I Woke 
To See The Cold Whether... 
The Magic Is So Pure 
When Your Voice Call Out My Name  
And It's As Strong And Gently 
As A Sound Of Nightingale In The Passage Of My Hear... 
One Minute, My Heart Stopped 
And Then It Works Like A Cuckoo Clock... 
Cutie!!!  I Know That's A Magic True Love 
I'll Always Have You In My Heart
Cuz That's The Perfect Place For You