Is it the fact that I can’t stand to leave you
I need to be by your side
You’re the last I think about before I sleep
And the first when I wake
Or the fact I can’t stop looking at you
I love the way you move
And the way you shine against all others
Or is it the fact that I’m in love with you
Does it scare you?
To think about love in a different way?
Until the day comes
And your mine
I’ll wait for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sort of a sadness to the poem. I like that. Great Piece!