If I tell you I worship your smile
If I tell you I think of you always, and not once in a while
If I tell you how I feel
If I tell you it's only you I see
If I tell you you're always in my dreams
If I tell you you're growing under my skin
If I tell you you're a melody in my head
If I tell you you're the warmth missing in my bed
If I tell you how precious you are
If I tell you you're a beauty just like a star
If I tell you you're like the fascinating waves of the ocean
If I tell you you smoothen my feelings like a lotion
If I tell you you're sweet like sugar
If I tell you I couldn't be with another
If I tell you I'll die for you;
dye my sky blue to hue
If I tell you you're the center of my thoughts
If I tell you what you want will be bought
If I tell you how much I care
If I tell you it's so sincere
If I tell you you're my sun and moon
If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon
If I tell you I'm still alive
Because I find life in your eyes
If I tell you this emotion is wicked
And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared
If I tell you I'm obsessed with you
If I tell you all these things are true
If I tell you the meaning of love
Tell me, sweetheart, will that be enough?
Hmph,
how could it be
When you don't even know me
YOU ARE READING
Wicked
Poetry...If I tell you you're my sun and moon If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon If I tell you I'm still alive Because I find life in your eyes If I tell you this emotion is wicked And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared...
