My Gift to You

I want to see you more.
My love just for you in store.
I want to be with you.
Close to you.
Holding you.
Sleeping with you.
My thoughts are pure,I swear as my fingers go through your hair.
When you hold me in your arms,I feel far from harm.
Undieing love is what I feel.
All my thoughts you've came to kill.
But,you have others who feel the same.
To you with their hearts they came.
Your like a queen.
No one to interviene.
Many love's claim your crown.
They always serve a round.
I plan on taking the thrown.
Quite attached I've grown.