It's Thursday and I'm In Love

Love, a pretty little thing

An angel at my table,

Talks to me in honeyed French.

It's Thursday and I'm in love

With the fragrance of coffee mornings

Raining pink roses and lavender

Blended with a drop of twisted sunshine.

And when you hold my feather heart

In your palms, I become

A whisperer of true love and dreams come true.

It's Thursday and I'm in love

With sultry twilights

Filled with laughter and fine wine,

Whispering sweet nothings,

On blushing shores

Chasing waves and ever afters.

𝒜𝓂𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝒹𝒶𝓂