I love the way you smile
And I know that for a while
But now again I want to tell you
like a little kitten saying mew
like a little cheeta running a mile
just to see that smile
I love the way you speak
Almost for the 52nd week
And I would like to show it
Really alot, not just a bit
Even if it makes me look like a freak
So I will try it, each week
I love the way you sleep
after you counted the sheep
and often I sleep as first
but sometimes it might be reversed
But together we can dream
about coctails and icecream
I love the way you eat
and how you dance on the beat
I would love to see it all day
and than I would like to stay
And you know what would be really sweet?
if I say Next to me, there is your seat! f
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loving someone is accepting the person the way the person is. A nice poem well articulated and beautifully penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.