I'm the happiest person on earth when I'm with you and the saddest when away;
If there are in my mouth words I hide or fail to say, my eyes will me betray.
How come I avoid you or even think of pushing you away!
How come the perfect woman in my eyes speaks of fixing her attitude!
A second-to-none, who all she's got is supreme and fine aptitude!
MyLove, I only don't want to be the one who causes inconveniences and inquietude;
I want to be in your eyes, for your eyes, the one you'd resort to at all times;
The one and only one you'd love to be with in busy and downtimes;
And the one who listens to your heartbeats in distress and relief,
For what you mean to me transcends miracles and all moments of belief;
I want you to permanently be stuck to me and never fall off;
I want your moments with me permanent and impossible to write off.
I do truly and genuinely love you for infinity,
And want to spend the rest of my life with you, my felicity.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem