The words 'I love you' Are just right for us For lovers with time and space I have no sense for those lines and essence
I do not talk to women I talk to my friends in my sleep When, I wake up The world wakes up hot in the afternoon
As I pick out each petal for you People will fall in love with its dew When the flower loses its beauty Becoming bare like dead leaves you tread through
That is when I will say 'I love you' That flower shall spring to life again Till then, I wait for the you
Time to paint the world red
A love poem. The last one was slightly misinterpreted. By red I meant love.