I know that he loves me
And i love him too
But i don't think he truly knows how much
I wish that i could express in words
The way i feel when i am around him
I wonder if he knows that every time i see him
I feel a brand new stream of passion
I can't even make sense of my emotions
When i'm around him
That when he holds me in his arms
I know thats where i want to be...
Where i belong
He's My Baby
And i want him back
I want us back
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent description of what is felt. Love gives us a feeling that we ride from on the top! Nothing compares to how we feel when we are experiencing that feeling of perfection, until it ends. In most cases it does end, sorry to say. For those who have it and can always keep it, that is truly rare. Your poem tells the story of the good parts. Nice! DC