The Beautiful Love

The mind spreads beautifully;

The story spreads like a Bird's feather;

Sky, Sky, you are my babymoon;

That cried at me;

Here, here, our duo's world has become the same;

With beautiful memories, our mind spreads here;

Like a Bird's feather, like a feather, our story of love spreads here;

She walks in beauty, as a reflection;

One shade the more, one ray the less,

Had half impaired the nameless grace

Which waves in every raven tress,

Or softly lightens o'er her face;

Where thoughts serenely sweet express

How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

I thought it was a dream; I thought it wasn't real,

But pain really hurts and it's really how I feel.

Memories keep coming back, and so do all of the tears.

I hear your voice, and as quick as the smile came, it quickly disappears.

Our beloved love story still remains in my heart, filled with Beauty and feathers...