Smile

 Make her soul smile. She likes that.

Nothing

 She never told. He never asked. Both never said.

Flores

The fragrance of my perfume

 wants to linger in your soul.

Reply

 He says 'Good morning'

And with that comes some quick words.

I shouldn't reply. 

Because with 'Good morning' there's always an end that'll come in the form of 'Goodnight'. 

And then I miss him, 

until his next 'Good morning' 

and I hold each word until his 'Good night'. 

Snow

 We'll sit here one day,

You and I.

And talk about the snow and the sky.

We will want to say so much but we won't.

Because all around us will be silence ...

Of the sky and snow.

Lost

 Love is to be lost in time. Stopped in a moment. Contained in a memory forever.

Valentine

 His hand holding mine, my step in time with his. 

He could take me anywhere

 and I'd happily go, 

as long as I'm with him.