by my father
Thomas stefanski
I gave you my heart in the palm of your hands
You can feel my heart beat
With the prospect of being your man
People come and people go, like the leaves when they blow
But your special to me, and theirs something I need you to know
My heart aches for you, forever in my dreams
A match made in heaven, at least that’s how it seems
I’m thinking of you, are you thinking of me?
Is this all one-sided? Do you just want to flee?
I miss you so much, I want you so bad
Not being with you today, makes me more than just sad
I hope you can give me a sign of your love
Before I just give up…and fly like a dove
You hate the word LOVE
You despise the word WED
Do you really want to be alone?
Or be with someone who adores you instead?
I wear my heart on my sleeve…it’s easy to see
Where do you keep your heart?
I’d be honored if it were with me
My feelings are for real…I can’t bare your doubt
I’m kind, honest and sweet, and that’s all I’m about!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem