Yes I am love with his body, every time his skin touches me it's like a rush,  rushing through my blood and pumps my heart to beat.
Like food to my soul, his has become my craving for recovery from a broken heart
Do I love him? NO! ! It's so physical, it's  just time pass for the loneliness
Maybe I do care for him and I just don't know it! 
I should let him go before this gets deep
But I close my eyes and I deepen in his skin, like an adrenaline that rushes through me heart.
Oh I am in love with this psychic relationship
It craves through my blood and my mind goes crazy
Oh I  am not in love, no, no, no!                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    