There I was,
With the one I love,
Sitting, cuddling....
Being in the warmth of his skin,
His arms while the water flows downs my skin,
It feels like my love is....washing
All the pain, All the broken hearts
And replacing it with his Love
Pureing all he has into
''My Heart''
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem