You don't have to thank me
For loving you
You make it easy
The open heart you show
You don't have to thank me
For needing you
You show me every day
The caring words you let flow
You don't have to thank me
For wanting you
The passionate tide
On which we both ride
You don't have to thank me
For protecting you
Your gentle heart bruised
Has been tossed to the side
You don't have to thank me
For spoiling you
The way you treat me
Feels like fine wine
You don't have to thank me
For loving you
In all that you are
The pleasure is all mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem