Love Sweet Love

HAIR flame red lips like cherriesHis kisses were succulent as summer berries.

His eyes shone as new stars from heaven

And he was mine all mine.

Kisses on kisses I did give him

The ectasy will live in my heart

for ever.

But alas I felt his touch grow

Colder then one day he was gone.

All I have are dreams of kisses

Like summer berries.

Meryl Tookaram