He's there always there,
I feel his eyes slowly watching me,
Im drawn to him,
Even though I don't know him.
His golden blonde hair slightly covering.
Part of his left eye.
I desire for him,
I don't know why.
I feel empty when his not around,
Like my heart has been ripped out.
I wat to kiss him,
Kiss his wonderful lips,
Touch him,
Touch his seductive body.
I hate that I'll never be with him
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem