A Belgian Love
My heart beats so fast
Every time I think of you
I long to hug and kiss you,
But I just can't do.
My body grows cold,
Yet I don't want it to end there.
Knowing you are afar
Leaves my heart in despair.
Let me kiss thy lips,
And feel thy loving hugs.
Let me hold your love,
My love, Gunther.
Copyright © Rocell Grace Aranas | Year Posted 2026
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