I am falling apart at the seams
Talking about the girl of my dreams
I want to make sure you are ok
With that being said
I am losing my head
I cannot take much more of this
All I can do is dream of the kiss
This kiss of yours makes me high
Higher than the planes in the sky
I will keep writing these poems till I die
For the love of my life is the reason why
She is the inspiration to for all of it
So I will keep on writing for a little bit
If you get tired of my theme
Things are not always as they seem