Sweet, so sweet...

Sweet dreams are made with honey and care,
sweet laughs are made with care and jelly,
sweet nights are made with jelly and love,
sweet tears are made with love and marshmallows,
sweet dances are made with marshmallows and tickles,
and so many more sweet things are made with so few ingredients,
but there´s something special, 
something so precious,
that's born only after seven months:
Sweetness itself, made of only you.

Hazel eyes, lovely smile...

"Hazel eyes, lovely smile,
May I take you out tonight?"

She frowned. It was no good, she could not express it.

"Hazel eyes, lovely smile,
Shall we dance under this sky?"

She could not transform those feelings into words. But words were all she'd ever have, so this was a problem.

"Hazel eyes, lovely smile,
Will you stay with me all life?"

So it would have to do.