I Look into his eyes,
and see my fate.
It's now my turn,
I step up to the plate.
His arms surround me,
he's all I feel.
Is this love?
Is it real?
My visions blurring,
I'm falling apart.
I'm wanting to love him,
but don't know where to start.
My hand in his,
he's showing me the way.
Proving to my heart,
that he's here to stay.
I look into his eyes,
tears streaming down my face.
Knowing that in his arms,
is my true place.
Head on his chest,
I can hear his heart beat.
Now I know,
This was meant to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
First love; sensuous thoughts......well played word play; love game......good young lady