My love for you awaits...sitting at the old brook
Moonstruck, nose wide open at my very first look
Careless feet dangling
Sipping peach flavored ice tea
The essence of honey suckle adorned my neck
Dressed in Sunday's best
My heart fluttering like butterflies in a jar
Feeling some kind of way, almost like a school girl
Think I'll make his favorite pie today
Time could go on forever, ahha my heartbeat is infinite
My love isn't going anywhere
Bees could stop humming, birds could stop singing
I promise, I'll always be there
His love is like tasting honey
Sweet and gentle...his touch
Anticipation heightened
My nerves jump up and down
Covering my eyes, a voice says don't turn around
Recognizing his aroma
Chills fill my spine as his arms embrace me
Spinning, twirling as we dance in harmony
Your future is a lucky lucky man. After all, there may still be good people in this world.10+++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Serban, I hope so...I pray so =)