My Darling Love Poem by ice johnson

My darling love
What am I doing playing with death?
Why am I so close but yet I dare not touch you.
Your warm gentle skin, I'd kiss if I had the chance.
To say My love I'd only repeat in my head
My loving baby, my precious love
How sweeter can I get to make you see, it's love that I long from you and me.
You play with fire and create while I stand and wait
By the lake where the sun shines and the grass is friendly
I wait for you my love and flirt with my path to you.
I stare at you while you look away
I dwell into your being and I can't look anywhere else.
My darling love, will you be with me, or shall I wait?