I Want To Be Your Love Poem by Vassilis Comporozos

I want to be your love
I want to be your kiss
when tender dawn pours
its loving caress
upon your azure eyes.
I want to be the kiss
that eats the honey
of your lips.
I want to be a breeze
that wafts you
to your dreams.
I want to be your smile
when tears swell up
in your eyes, ready
to wet your face, the face
I used to dream of.
I want to be your tears
when your happiness
has no other way
to let it free.
I want to be a vase
to treasure your smell
that kisses its way
into my veins.

I love you,
what more to say?