A song for a memory

Hi my sweetest of things
Your November is here.
And only you"
Those My heart remember 
The way to here my dear.
I wrote these song 
so we can sing 
and create memories 
of us attending 
dancing melodies.
In a place 
were we always hanged"
And one day we just sang.
So Here I go....
But here you are
A place were my life sees 
beauteous art.
We're the beauteos 
reaches to touch my heart.
And a roof that don't move
But stays to sit my wishley moon.
The Color sky's with airs that fly 
And blowing fragrances
To all within room.
melting the end of May
Starting the day's 
with a delightful way.
All the way to soon sweet June.
We're all it those is love in tunes,
Of splendid boon afternoons.
And the presence of your essence 
Holding Luscious noon perfume.
That flings the world to spark 
with greetings from lighted stars.
A love that's long and strong
And that's far from wrong.
But lids me to fumes.
A future of mixtures
That don't assume.
For love that sank my love.
Crafting a pass 
with pieces in mind.
Nerve forgetting to rewind the
Kisses and teases
Just to be kind.
together blind gives 
to spend more unforgettable time.
Samples and repeats
Of Christmas and sleep ins.
My one holiday that never ends 
or starts on a Monday. 
But on always Valentine's.