The Beauty of Love

I see myself dancing and twisting and turning

Like a ballerina in a magical box

In the colors of the rainbow, I see myself playing

And in a mirror of pure roses and scents

Then I’ve waited what would happen-

Because in your eyes I see  the beauty of love.

 

I hear myself singing and shouting and cheering

The joys of heart could be this close

In a melody of a song, I hear myself humming

And the notes and the chords altogether have knotted

Then again I’ve waited what would happen-

Because in your laughter I hear the beauty of love.