A Poem called Flexing Families

In Brazil (My Heart Burns In The Samba)
by Jonathan Kraft

(A request to re-write a poem)

Beyond what you see across the plain
In the place where the sun has it's reign
You can never feel alone again

But the carnival goes on in Brazil
The agony of longing is all I feel (OR This dream provides no thrill)
And your eyes... they haunt me still

Please don't say it's over now
It's never too late. I solemnly vow.
Let's dance the samba and be in love
In the Carnival, we're in heaven above

Reflection of waves I see in your eyes
But you don't see, though I wear no disguise
The burning heart behind all of my tries

My plea: just return and you'll easily see
How I embrace you, holding carefully
So forever we'll be, you and me.

Please don't say it's over now
It's never too late. I solemnly vow.
Let's dance the samba and be in love
In the Carnival, we're in heaven above

Why is my stomach left here churning
Why, when love is gone, is my heart still burning?

Hi Jonathan! What's up :-)
Below there's my draft to a rhyming poem called "In Brazil". The poem is about a lonely man and his inner journey for happiness. Finally he finds it, even for a short while, in a Brazilian carnival.

The structure is final and should be 22 rows exactly (4 rows are repetitive).
Currently, apart from my bad English - this short poem is not rhyming well - it should have a logical poetic line to connect the dots.

I'd like the reader to feel empathy for this unrequited love situation.
Here it is:

"There, where the sun reign
beyond the absolute horizon
You can never feel alone again

In Brazil, the carnival is on (still)
your eyes just found me (feel)
And the dream is real

Don't say it's over now
it's never too late, this is my vow
let's dance the samba, and love
Cause the carnival feels like heaven above

In your eyes the waves are reflected
How can't you see,
My heart burns in flames

When you return, you'll definitely see
I'll Embrace you closer to me
So forever we will be

Don't say it's over now
it's never too late, this is my vow
let's dance the samba, and love
Cause the carnival feels like heaven above

Why does love burn,
So much when it's gone"