I need you to hold.
Your love I will behold.
I need your kiss.
Just to know you exists.
I need to see your face.
Just to have your arms to embrace.
I need you to love me.
I will love you to the same degree.
I need you at my side.
My love I will never hide.
I need you so much.
To hold and to touch.
I need you here.
I love you dear.
As I look above.
I pray for your love.
Come by my side and stand.
And be my man.
I need you today.
This love is here to stay.

Sweet!

I like it I like it!!!!!!!!

very pretty

Txs....That was nice. I think we all at one point in time think those
thoughts.

yikes

Hummmm yikes ? Why Yikes lol.


Thanks all for reading ya do make my days brighter.

Very Sweet

hmmmmm there's that damn l word again gal......lolol

Yikes because all that romance put down in words is frightening. Someone
once said that telling a woman that you love her when you are entwined
in her arms and legs, kissing her passionately, is one thing. Sitting
across the table holding her hand and looking into her eyes and telling
her you love her is another. They are both showing levels of commitment
and even to some degree vulnerability, but the second case is really
invites an unscrupulous lover to take unfair advantage of your devotion.
So unless you have known the person a very long time and developed a
relationship through the years, any such talk falls into one of several
undesirable categories. First one is the sap category, I prefer not to
explain that one, second is the disingenuous category, opposite of sap,
but someone who hopes to gain advantage by professing love, third is
someone who simply throws their love around frivolously, which might
indicate that the words were not sincere, or that they person might have
similar love for several people. So love is great, and important, but
getting there is difficult, and looking at serious words like that in a
poem can easily remind one of the troubles with getting to such a state
as well as the dangers of giving your heart too early and too fully. Or
perhaps I just miss the point and simply see the thorns when I look at a
rose. It was a nice poem though. Grins.

Wonderfully written Txs.

VERY VERY NICE IT SAY ALOT AND I KNOE THE FEELING. THANK'S

nice.. tx

that is cute

That was beautiful