I look, I see,
Her beauty divine.
I touch, I feel,
Skin, fair and fine.
I walk, I move,
To get close to her.
I talk, I speak,
But it's all just a blur.

I ponder, I think,
Would she ever be mine?
I imagine, I dream,
Of love being so blind.
I want, I wish,
That she would love me.
I love, I love,
But that's all it will be.