Other people have stared and wondered
With jealous eyes and a thirst for theft
Why i tend to gravitate and spend my time with you
They couldm't figure my appreciation for it is beyond logic
It could never be explained, since I just do
For no reason but to do so
Just as a cloud drifts in the wind
I drift in my infatuation always hungry for your presense
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem