The-Swede454

To Love You I am here, you are there. I'm mad from the shear, Force of this affair. It feels so queer, That I even dare, To love you. My Love still grows. But of your heart, no one even knows, From the start, Which way it goes. I make my art, To love you. I want to fel, Your mighty heart beat. It would fill my soulship's keel, With an everlasting heat. It makes me want to kneel, And tell you it's so neat, To love you. I'll say in many languages, How much I love you. It fills my appendages, With a certain dew, Without a single addage. I guess this is my cue, To love you. It's time to go. I'll get my gear. But you