Love’s What We Became

Love’s What We Became

by JOSEPH BRYANT (Italian Stallion)

Lizzy, Lizzy

Where have you gone, I really miss you.
Wish you were here with me.
Soft gentle smiles never left me,
Words can’t describe this feeling.

Dreams I once dreamt of an angel,
Beautiful as one’ can name.
Her soft tender voice whispered,
“Love’s what we became.”

Here in the dark I sit and ponder,
Why do I still adore you?
Somehow I can’t find an answer,
Yet it’s you I still love true.

Elisabetta, you I dreamt,
An angel sent down to me.
Elisabetta, you I loved,
Always; forever.

Angel of love and beauty, hold me close;
Grant to me my true wish.

Would you set me free?

This angel of love is dear to my heart,
I’m sure she would agree.

I wish this dream was real.

My nose is cold,

My heart pumps fast,

For Elisabetta.

Waking up, tears flow free,

With dreams at end.


© Copyright 2008 By: Italian Stallion

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