Under Your Influence

When I see you walking on the street,

I feel happiness; it is almost concrete.

When I see your hair streaming in the wind, you are riding a bike,

I feel like I am on a stage and want to give a yell: get me a mike!

When I hear your voice, chuckling all the time,

my mind is wandering; I cannot even count to nine.

When I feel your touch on my shoulders,

my heart wants to be heard: it smoulders.

Come towards me,

then let me hold you,

Talk to me,

then let me kiss you,

Touch me,

then let me love you.

I would like to...

I would like to take you by the hand

and go for a walk,

I would like to express my love

by drawing it down with a chalk.

I would like to reach your lips

by giving you a kiss,

I would like to smooth down your hair,

that I do not want to miss.

I would like to look you in the eye

and want to be lost,

I would like to possess your heart,

the one I desire the most.

I would like you to feel the same,

to ask for it is not much,

you are my beautiful angel

and you are shining forever, as such.

You

There was a time, when I considered myself mean,

on making friends, getting to know people I was not keen.

I asked myself: Does it have to be this way?

Later I found out that girls had given me too much naysay.

Hopefully, when I thought all was lost, you came,

by that time I had not met one so bright I could name.

You, an angel with dazzling beauty, were so kind,

from then onwards you have always been on my mind.

I would like to give you the key to my soul,

it is the very thing that makes me whole.

I would like you to give me the key to your heart,

as of that moment we would live in happiness, never part.

Your hair is as gleaming as the sunshine reflecting on the surface of the water,

your skin is as soft as the white pillow full of splendour.

Your scent is as sweet as the smell of hundreds of roses found on a field,

I do love you: this is how I feel.