Whirling snowflakes fly above our heads as we enter the enchanted white garden. Hand in hand we walk towards the old oak tree. "Baby, it's cold outside", I say while searching for a warm embrace underneath your arms. A teasing smile is spread across your face as you reply, "Lucky we had that warm afternoon tea".
Twenty-four hours to explore the beautiful environment and the classic yet modern country estate. A candle light dinner to enjoy, massage and spend some quality time with my favourite mate. Angelic shadows played hide and seek behind the big and old white gate.
A magic day to remember. Almost as wonderful like that special night when we first met, by the end of November. I thought about asking you if you were a facebook member. Instead I got something better, your number.
Walking hand in hand enjoying this magic winter wonderland. There is no need for music because if one listens closely one can hear a soft lullaby being played in my chest, I guess we can cancel the band. Promise me you won't let go off my little hand.
Whirling snowflakes fly above our heads and land on my eyelashes. Suddenly I open my eyes and realize that we are indoors now enjoying the heat from the fireplace. I meet your gaze, smile and continue watching the amorous passion in the fire and its black ashes.
Define happiness. To be where you are.
Twenty-four hours to explore the beautiful environment and the classic yet modern country estate. A candle light dinner to enjoy, massage and spend some quality time with my favourite mate. Angelic shadows played hide and seek behind the big and old white gate.
A magic day to remember. Almost as wonderful like that special night when we first met, by the end of November. I thought about asking you if you were a facebook member. Instead I got something better, your number.
Walking hand in hand enjoying this magic winter wonderland. There is no need for music because if one listens closely one can hear a soft lullaby being played in my chest, I guess we can cancel the band. Promise me you won't let go off my little hand.
Whirling snowflakes fly above our heads and land on my eyelashes. Suddenly I open my eyes and realize that we are indoors now enjoying the heat from the fireplace. I meet your gaze, smile and continue watching the amorous passion in the fire and its black ashes.
Define happiness. To be where you are.
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