My heart beats, a soft tick tick.
My mind races, spins until I'm sick.
But a flutter of my heart brings uncontainable joy.
Hanging on the every word of that wonderful boy. 3
A steal of my breath.
Love is what 's left.
A leap of my heart.
& this is the start
Of something wonderful to come.
Our world will be perfect when we're done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem