I know I shouldn't but I do.
They say women can tell,
but did you see the glance,
the little look I couldn't resist.
Isn't love percieved perfection?
Well I can't stop looking into your eyes,
until you open your mouth to speak,
and I am mesmerized by your words,
and anxious to see the full picture.
I want to take in all of you.
I want to feel the texture of your skin,
but the sign says do not touch,
so I just walk away,
and fight the urge to look back.
Then for the next two days,
I replay what you said.
I see you with my closed eyes,
but know that it can not be.
I know I shouldn't but I do.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem