I lie here on the beach watching you...
the sand clinging to my feet
my heart is aching for you
here while I am watching you
I long for your warmth, your touch
my eyes never leave you...
I watch your lips form words
I listen to the sound of your voice,
your laughter
the breeze carelessly carrying it to me
I watch you while the rain softly falls
on my face
and watching you quenches my thirst
for you as I drink you in, longing to take
you in my arms and make love to you,
my soul desperately reaching for yours
....and still I watch you,
feeding off your beauty which you carry
with arty carelessnes,
knowing you would stand out in a crowd -
yet sometimes even you don't know how
beautiful you are, how striking when entering
a room, or walking on a beach here...
how eyes follow you and return to you again
and again... those eyes sometimes lingering,
other times rudely staring
and still I watch you, knowing you are mine
and then my eyes meet yours and I know
you love me too....
and I keep on watching you, my eyes locked
with yours, saving this memory of this moment,
of me watching you, forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very beautiful. How sweet your love, how lucky your lady.