Before I begin, I understand now, Rose.
Do I apologize too much?
Do I love you too much?
Do I kiss you too much?
Hold you too tight?
Tell me, love, do I bring you light?
Why is it always concealment?
I worship you, you\'re my delight,
Do I write too much?
You’re a beautiful sight,
Pain too much?
Do you not want the contact?
Do I crave too much
you\'re eternal touch,
The touch that creates happiness as great as such?
Do I hug you too much?
Kiss you too much?
Do I love you too much?