Your sweet kisses are wine.
Your warm hugs are so divine.
Your friendship is all mine.
Your laughter is almost kind.
But your love is so bittersweet.
You're different when we meet.
I wonder who it is that I greet.
I sigh sometimes in a defeat.
It would be nice to know you.
I know that you eyes are blue.
You have told me a lot, too.
I think our love could be true.
But there is this hidden part.
A part I know not of your heart.
I am curious when we are apart.
Its been that way from the start.
I thought I would just share.
It should explain the stare.
It may seem like so unfair.
I want you to know I care.