Looking at you doesn't do it.
Staring is the only way that makes any sense.
And trying not to blink, so you don't miss anything
And all of that and you're you!
Don’t accuse me for not being romantic.
For any man on my shoe will do,
Being speechless when heaven turns out to be true,
And all of that and you're you!
My sadness, May happiness is all about you!
You turn me insane, you turn me wise.
Then you look to my eye, making my sorrow dies
And all of that and you're you!
I LOVE YOU!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem