It is hard to explain
the feelings of a woman;
Especially those which I have for you.
Surely these feelings shouldn't be ingored,
But at times you don't seem to notice.
Whenever I see you, I feel
As though the earth is trembling...
Yet it is not the ground that moves,
But the beating of my longing heart.
You haunt all of my waking hours,
A possess me in my every dream.
Suddenly everything seems to remind me of you;
It saddens me to think that you may never know.
I try to imagine what it would be like
To make love to you.
And to be with you,
To walk with you,
Is all I can think of,
And all that seems to matter.......