Days come to a start
With you in my heart
My love, my wife, my true
As they start to roll
With all heart and soul
Pulled by my passion for you
Rounding mid day
My mind gone astray
Desire start racing through
And last as the night
With happiest sight
Of my wife and I cuddling too
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem