Melting moments due

I watched the skyline with love that day And heard the Angels sing, morning birds were about in flurry for it was nearing spring, Hillside clovers touched the breeze and settled on my soul to rest, in the fondest moments then quickened in my chest I was alive in loves sweet fields of wildest dreams amongst the flowers As I lay Beneath the clouds And watched them there for hours I had notions of his kiss, for gentle was his touch of hand, and as I lay amongst it all, felt love there without command So freely it was evident that my heart had melting moments due, and all the colours of his dear presence fell amongst the hue Brightest was my daydream for all of love had sort to show, in subtle light I found myself with bluebells in a row Ahh delighted in his eyes as sweet and dandelions and daffodils, love was neatly pressed inside and woven on the hills.