Fluffy Floaters, n up on the moon.

When my love soars to the clouds, so white above, lifting us up to  angelical love.
Id pull wisps from skies fluffy floaters. Love wisps, tie boyaunt bows to your hair, so fair, like the maiden you are.
love floats softly to the ground. Landing on white wisps, soft. No Sound.
  Your Disney eyes, bright blue skies, my love is as wide as your stare, feel my love beating, if you dare.
Tainting our hearts, cupid doesn't miss.
  Beating together, 1 we become, dancing under the shade of life"s gigantic oaks. Leaves falling, tickling us as our love, becomes life.
  Arms wrap around you, Feeling the heat from your body that melts my very love core.
It makes me wanna shout louder than ive ever shouted before, with the nightingales flying, watching them soar, soar, soar.
  We will laugh, then we cry, often wondering, about wondering why.
How can love seem so surreal. Out of fantasy,  "Alice," says "Hi! have you seen a white rabbit go by?"
  When night moon shines upon your nakedness, we will dance up to the stars. Reach out I would, pinch a star for you.
Sparkle in your eyes, gaze hypnotize.
  My very love, with stars shooting love signs, makes you swoon. Cosmic Love, fills my rocket, then to our moon of love we will sit, watching life"s love oak, grow for me and you.