Poezja

I long for your kiss,
I crave your touch.
Your lips as sweet as sugar,
And skin as gentle as the first falling snow.

My heart aches and my body shakes,
For without you,
My heart is dead,
The sky is bleeding,
My sheets are stained red.

Your eyes are the light that brings me from the dark,
As gentles and warm as a newborn spark.
Your laugh is the music that makes me bright,
My dear shining knight.

My eyes are dark and my heart is blue...

But when you come around,
They change their hue.