The moment is just right,
so you hold me tight.
I've felt this before,
I try to fight.
I just can't ignore.
You notice...
Ask me WHY?
Just holding your hand,
(can) make(s) me nervous.
I can't understand.
My skin burns and perspires.
You touching me sets me on fire.
My body pours in moisture.
subdued murmur...
me being with you had been...
my...greatest desire.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem