I have the same fond memory today
I tried assure you in every way.
The simple truth is love’s magic can be
a catalyst through the mystique we see.
I held you in my arms in summertime
It seemed so easily our lives did rhyme.
To be back on the bridge with you again
would mean beauty’s mystery be our gain.
i held you in my arms and sought your eyes
oh to know the love’s beauty offered so wise/
This fantasy we did forever seek
kept love’s intrigue alone amongst the meek.
Wild are inhibitions allowed to chance
it is the path we speak is our romance.