The paper kiss...

Irma, my Waussie,

So it is, Just like they said it would be. In this life things does not go easily, You will see. Most of the time, It's not what it's supposed to be what it should be. It should be wonderful, Hopeful with glorious much love from each other. It's already a dream, And I can't take my eyes of her. Damn why can't I take my thoughts of her beauty and personality. Not even in my dreams. Her breathtaking natural beauty, That my eyes dazzled.

But also richly fills my heart each day more, With extraordinary feelings for her, Lovely feelings, Her image. I kept my love for her, And I will keep my love for her at all times, Even until the light goes out. I keep my love for her. her elegance, With a description of her that suits an Amazon. But i can't let a heart feel something, That doesn't want to feel something. So I cannot make hers feels mine.

Just because my heart feels hers every time. And I'm wondering where my beloved might be. I,am maybe just not her beautiful six pack man from paradise, But definitely cute and damn nice. It feels that it is still so hot, That it will be cold. But I still have my bonfire in my heart. A poem love letter for her, Those who I miss, As much as I can, Preferably for years. I give her,

Irma, my Waussie, My paper kiss.