I want...

Ольга Каримова
I want to wrap you in my arms, to make your sorrow gone,
And I want you to feel my cold hand on your own
To touch your naughty hair with most gentle touch
To whisper in your ear: “Love you…  so much… so much…”

I want your grey-green eyes to shine with passion love
I want your lips to kiss me hot and make me fly above
I want you near, I want your hands to hold me tight
I want to have the reason why we won’t go sleep all night.