It's the way she moves me...
The way.. she loves...
how she cares..
Lure me in..
twist up my insides..
dry me out..
kick me to the curb..
eyes that can see..
so far..
yet this heart see only here and now..
She got me..
and she isnt letting go...
Each moment with her..
I'm falling more..
Past, she wants to erase..
present.. she will make it hers..
future.. is what her and I will create..
I wonder.. what is on her mind today...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
probably u=P^^..... -------------