You: Who are you?
You are the love of my life
the very center of my life
life stops when you are not next to me
You are everything to me
I have not yet laid my eyes on an angel
But, because I've seen you
I am satisfied
Your look gives the word,
beauty a new meaning
You: Who are you?
You are a magician
you perform tricks
When I look into your eyes
I feel weak at the knees,
when I touch you
Bubbles grow in my tummy
you are a thief
you stole my heart
and sight
For those offenses
I sentence you
to life without parole in my heart
because that's where you belong
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great poem! Well-done! I enjoyed reading your poem!