Being made to feel special
that is sweet love.
Told nice things
all of the day.
Never judged, never frowned at
appreciate the stuff you do
and listen to what you say.
holding hands in the
middle of the night
when the wind howls
around the door.
Sweeping you off your feet
and feeling sky high
on the dance floor.
Holding your chin
to the level of his
and kissing you gently
on your lips
telling you how much he loves you
and that you fill his world with love.
That is how you play it
that is what is it supposed to be like
am I wrong?
or am I right?