No one else may hold my gaze as you do.

My heart is always longing for your love.

It comes to my body, you haven't a clue;

With you, I'm something I've never been of.

Giving my all, my every little look.

And your gaze holds me as if it were chains.

My love, to you am I only a book?

For you always read me and know my pains.

Do you even know what it is you cause?

I must look away, for it's so intense.

The love that I feel, forces me to pause.

Looking in your eyes is at your defense.

I feel it then, and when you love Rosie,

As my furnace, I stay warm and cozy.

Rudy Valle

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