Confession of a romantic nomad

The glitter in your eyes,

The smile on your face,

Makes it hard for me,

To hide what I want to say.

If only I could say now,

What it feels like to be with you.

In you I see my angel,

In you I see my love.

I wish to tell you,

What it feels like to be with you.

I wish I could hold thy beautiful hands,

Look deep into your mesmerizing eyes,

And bare my soul to you my love.

For words fail to express what heart feels,

But the heartbeat seems to say it all.

Without you, life my love would be worthless.

What’s life if I was not to spend it with you?

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