The shady Lanes of May.

The shady lanes of May. 

I love a field of green and shaded lanes. And the scent of the garden's and woods running through your veins. I can see through your eyes brown streams and soft, dim skies. The feel of your smooth, soft lips upon mine. I love you like water flows down a stream.  Just like a dream on a cool Summers day. I cannot share it with any other guy. You are my girl, and I will always be your guy. Once timid, you have become so now that all I want is to embrace you and be a part of your soul. You shine like a piece of gold. I already know your old. But like are love you warm me in any winter storm. I would never do you wrong. Are love strong.