Her eyes,
Her hair,
her body,
Her personality.
HER.
She is the one I call my own,
The one I will love until the end of time.
When I am with her the rest of the world disappears.
It is just her and I, alone in the moment.
My body burns with a passion for her.
I long for her touch,
I long for her presence,
I long for her.
She is my everything,
She is my only thing.
HER.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem