I wrote this poem jears ago...and i was going to post it as soon as i got home but i ended up loosing it...today i found it in a drawer...but be sure to know that this poem is not true anymore...you can't love someone when they cheated on you with someone you already hated...
I love it when you call me that special name, it makes me feel special knowing that it came from you
I love it when you hold my hand, SO TIGHT, so that you never let me go
I love it when you make promises to me, it lets me know i can trust you
I love it when you look at me with those eyes, it makes me feel beautiful
I love it when you kiss my lips, it puts butterflies in my stomach
I love the fact that you took me back, it lets me know that you still care
I love how i can go on and on about what i love about you, i hope it shows that i love you
hm.. this poem of yours.. full of joy, but its in the past... memories.. its nice tho. nice job!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A touching poem Stef! Structured beautifully, a pleasure indeed to read! ! *10*! ! Best wishes! Friend Thad