I look upon you,
right into your eyes,
wondering what your thinking,
and seeing fire in your eyes.

I wish I could hold you,
feeling your skin against mine,
in a soft gentle hug,
with your heart beating beside mine.

How I long to touch your lips,
to touch your lips with mine,
to feel the warmth with the contact,
is a something of my desires.

I keep watching you from the distance,
wishing to be by your side,
wishing you could see me,
out of the corner of your eye.

Perhaps I'll one day send you roses,
showing an affection to you from my heart,
an affection that is so deep,
from the love in my heart