I wake up in the morning with you on my mind.
The vision of you, to my eyes so kind.
My passion for you burns like fire.
Being with you is my deepest desire.
Being with you is my only passion.
To me what you are will never go out of fashion.
The perfection of you I must say.
Makes my heart melt away.
You in all clarity
Puts my heart in prosparity.
The thought of life without you haunts me.
For my visions of you, they taunt me.
As difficult as it may be
I need you to complete me
So my life i wount rue
I need to say 'I love you! '
Your perfect style, your perfect grace
Only compared by your perfect face
It's no wonder why....
I'm always thinking of you! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem