„Believer's“ poem

I know - love is coming
I can't help myself -
Dreaming of you,
Hoping on you, baby
All day long
Night too...
I don't sit at home,
But not visiting a night club...
Sometimes i catch snowflakes
Laying on my sofa...
Waiting a message from high above
Cause I'm touched even not touched...
Sweet dream is fault of everything
After a decent song
I miss you so much, i think
But suddenly one melts on my finger...
So i realise that you right at my door
So without play,
I let in more
That i can explain
Right winter magic in...