You make me nervous and kind of shy
to you, I’m special by and by.
I can’t explain this feeling,
except it must be love.
I feel good all of the time,
and peaceful like a dove.
The more we are together,
the closer we get…
I can’t count the times that I’ve thought,
how glad I am we met.
I know sometimes that I can’t accept,
all the nice things that you say and do.
And it’s all because I love you.
By Raeanne G. Roy. All rights reserved.