Love Poem by Erik Robles

I see the way i see because of you,
When the red roses bloom,
It is difficult to imaging them being as beautiful as you,
Glaring at me in this very room.

When you walk by me and say hello,
I pause and try not to stare.
Happy times I am very mellow,
Other times i hope I do not pull out my hair.

When we walk together down the street,
I tell you things that are very true.
I try to hide my wobbling feet,
It is hard because I'm in love with you.

You look at me, I look at you.
We know theres love between me and you.