its the way we talk that lets me know i'm safe
its the way you look at me that keeps my heart pounding
meeting you was fate that brought me to reality
keeping you near is better seeing rather then sounding
just the thought of you could make my head spin
just the thought of you gets me tongue tied
so hold me close and please don't let me go
pull me out of the cloud where i love to hide
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem