We hold each other close;
I feel your breath on my cheek.
Your fingers trace my body;
I give you what you seek.
Our lips mold as one;
You tremble with desire.
You move against me;
And make us both go higher.
In the light of day,
You'll turn and walk away.
Baby, what can I say?
You know I love you anyway...
You reach for my hand;
I'm scared to meet your eyes.
They could show too much;
I keep my love in disguise.
I feel the warmth of your body,
And the strength of your arms.
I hear the huskiness of your voice;
Please give me all your charms.
But in the light of day,
You'll turn and walk away.
Baby, what can I say?
I still love you...
Anyway.
(1983? ? ?)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem