Why We Were meant

When I won your heart, so sweet , so pure,
If love were an illness, never find, for me, the cure,
my symptoms are dreams, of walking on air,
you treat me with love,I know that you care,

Sweet whispers,, I redden,then smile ,that kiss,
your scent is so sweet, an aroma to miss,
our loving my darling, delicious, my life,
they can all keep their bets, my luck is my wife.

You shared your first teardrop, as soon as we kissed,
as soon as your head turned, my teardrop you missed,
I have them in raindrops, disguised as our tears,
when raindrops leave heaven, away go my fears.

I look at your beauty, for me tis the same,
you chide me yet smile, I still play that game,
when younger we daydreamed, the places we went,
then as soon as I saw you, my beauty was sent.