Pressing matters always seem to be at hand when all I want
to do is relax, doing nothing but writing and listening to
music.
This heart always being hungry for your love, wanting to
quench our desires and passion together, counting moments
when we can be together once again.
Lying side by side, so soothing and pleasurable these feel-
ings are, filling me now though we're not together, looking
forward to the moment when you will take me in your arms.
Holding me close, kissing, hugging, looking into my eyes with
yours full of love and desire for only me and I only for you,
my dear.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem