When I think of you.
My heart soars high.
Waiting for the day to come.
When I shall claim you as mine.
Every word you say.
Makes my heart beat fast.
Every thought of you makes me cry.
Why do you have to be so far away?
When I crave your touch, your grasp
Your ever lasting breath against my skin as
You whisper my name I shall remain yours.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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