From the first time we looked at each other
I fell for you
You asked me if I was scared
Being with you, I can never be scared, only nervous
You look at me
My heart melts, then your smile puts it back together
Your warmth, your eyes, your smile
The first moments that last forever
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a flirt is a wild gesture...seeing (saint nick) you will never for get...praying is an around thing which most poeple do...an answer pray...unforgetable...you have visit both sides of vthe street and you are so young....saids much concerning...you keep writng...keep opening your self...believe in you...your word...your heart...good write