Woman, I feel like confessing
You’re in my heart and mind.
Woman, I want your caressing
And I’ll pay you back in kind.
I want time to stop for a moment
To feel your touch for a lifetime
My ardent love to be your garment
From now on to the end of time.

Woman, you know, the wind blows
Crushing everything in it’s way
It will never blow away my vows
From my love, you to be taken away.
A thousand words more I could write
But none could really help define
The way I feel for you tonight
In this sincere poem’s last line.