L'amour est un oiseau rebelle

I'll never smile again until I smile at you
I'll never laugh again, what good would it do?
For tears would my eyes, my heart would re-al-ize
That our romance is through.

I'll never love again, I'm so in love with you
I'll never thrill again to somebody new
Within my heart, I know I will never start
to smile again, until I smile at you.

It was beautiful, the way it all fit in. In his words, it was a merging of two souls and of two cultures so the appearance is homogenous. And I felt so at home. A sunbeam shone from the roof and formed a heart shape at the entrance to the hall. In this house, love resides. And as they tangoed, I knew that's how the rest of their life would be, built on the foundation of love. And that in time, the Rockies may tumble, Gibraltar may crumble, but their love is here to stay.