Humming Love
Walking on the edge of pine forest,
Joining hands tenderly petting each other,
Rustled the leaves whisper spoiled,
Being humming love two teens,
Her face is beautiful,
Gently blowing in the wind,
Her hair length,
Do not make me look tired,
You are the angel of love,
In my heart lean flavor,
Were not able to pass the word spoken,
But the surge forth in the soul,
I love hanging in every dream,
To achieve a happy word.
