Love dance

When I'm in love, I think of you because I miss you.
I see you and I miss you.
I see you and miss you!
I'll hold your hand and miss you.
I hug you and miss you.
I miss you!
I kiss you and still miss you. I hug you, you are mine, and after a moment of pleasure, I just miss you again.
I can't hide in you without missing you.
Can't I pull you so close to me that I don't miss you anymore?
I long for you, and sometimes I delude myself that I caught you like a bird, held you in my arms, that you are finally mine, but at the same time, I worry that you will fly away.
In vain of greedy hugs, love-making, kisses, I get tired and fall asleep, but when I wake up, I miss you again.
The feeling of "you are mine" is only a fleeting experience.
You can't be mine forever and I can't be yours forever, so we always long for each other.