I love and adore,
You more and more,
Remember the first time
With a bit of a rhyme.
I opened the door
And guess who I saw,
I went weak at the knees,
I hoped nobody sees.
From a distance I‘d pore,
My heart ached as if it’s sore,
Then we’d talk and I would soar
And dream of you on distant shore.
When we talked my heart I’d pour
Inside I loved you to your core.
Work became a bit of a chore
Life without you became a bore.
I wanted to know more,
I wanted her more.
More than e’er before,
More than all before.
I loved and adored
This Lady I saw
More and more and more
(14/2/2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem