It's you again.
Taking over my mind again.
You dominate my daydreams.
Always thinking of you
with a grin on my face,
and I think I know
what that gut feeling I get is.
Just thinking of you,
the things we've done,
the things we'll do,
keeps me wanting for more.
But I know of the others,
one I've met in particular.
I'm aware of his needs too.
He is closer so he dominates.
I could feel for him too, if given the chance.
Dreaming tells me it could work out,
even if we include his friend.
So you see, if one fine day,
we four take a bath,
and you and 'in particular' pair off,
it won't leave 'friend' and me feeling left out.
It's you again.
Taking over my mind again.
Enjoying my time with you
is all that I can do.
I'm not complaining or anything,
so please, don't misunderstand.
It's just that, now you know, I hope,
or at least have an idea
of what I feel for you,
even if I don't say so with words or action.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem