hues in the fall

I smell her fragrance,I feel the cold, I feel the touch of something to behold.My eyes are still shut, I don't want this feeling to fade, just like the morning sun, she is my beautiful day.On her bed I lay, I pray this never gets old, she doesn't quiet realize, my heart is something that she holds. I open my eyes and see a picture still in it's frame, don't let me screw this up god, I would be the one to blame.A pictures worth a thousand words or so they say, let me take a thousand and show you everything it is I want to say.In the english language there is so much I could declare, this all would be worthless for nothing would compare.She opens her eyes, her eyes are on me, her eyes are full of life with hues in the fall do I see. To her beauty as I lay to see, don't let another second go by, for this is my plea, the world would be dull, it would be plain to see, I would not be filled with life without her next to me.