When I see your face there is a soft glow,

As if I was looking at a sunset.

Even when your face may no longer show,

To me, your love acts a comfort blanket;

Soft and gentle, your voice brings warmth inside;

Gazing into your rich eyes gives me hope,

If I'm upset with you, myself I chide.

Sometimes I feel like I walk a tightrope,

And with your sweet smile, I can't help but blush.

I can't live up to your expectations;

But you're so carefree, you make me feel hush.

I could tell you my thoughts, my sensations,

If only I could have your confidence;

I can't help feel, I would meet consequence.

Rudy Valle


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