Will you love me in December as you do in May,
Will you love me in the good old fashioned way?
When my hair has all turned gray,
Will you kiss me then and say,
That you love me in December as you do in May?"
My love for you grows more with each passing day,
The thought of your gorgeous face takes my breath away:
Those brown eyes fill my soul with happiness,
Those luscious lips I love to kiss
U r sweeter than honey.
purer than milk.
softer than flower.
since i have u as my lover,
come to me near,
i"ll kiss ur lips without fear.
u"ll say, having u is treasure & be wit me for ever.
