Crumbled papers are lying a front of me
Of poems about you
Written with words
Straight from the heart
Wishing that whe not so far apart
Written in ink
That will never fade away
These hopeful words
I wish I could say
Hands still shaking
As. I continue to write
Scribbled letters
In black on white
Eager to tell you
You the girl of my dreams
And how I feel
Wishing I could prove to You
My love is so real ♥
Love is a gift, but it can be a curse to :) this poem expresses it wonderfully. Great work!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is true from a guy's point of view i like it good job! :)