I just held you in my arms
so amazed with your charm
though your smile I seldom see
I know your happiness is me
I am trying to bring back the fun in making a poem but I can't seem to concentrate knowing my love is just beside me. It's too early in the morning and she is past asleep, probably mile away in her dreams, swept away by the lovely evening. While browsing for some songs to write about, this song came along realizing that I have given her my all, and vice versa.
This is an Air Supply...