Cant sleep thinking about my lips on his cheek, and how he makes me giggle in the middle.
When he speaks he has my full attention.
His affection is my direction to where I want to go
I feel it from the bottom of my toes, the tingle that he inspires me to feel great and this ordeal that is unfortunate
Smiling suits him well and I'm glad I can do that
I want to create memories that even our minds will never forget.
I feel as he is for me. He fits like a glove in my palm that is empty,
I want to play my part and put my face in his heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a flowing thread, fraught with musicality. Written with passionate love.