I must admit...
our love has been imperfect
I'm not even your ideal man
yet love does exist like magic
lingers in time, does not fade.
I must admit...
I am not a perfect husband
often failed your expectations
but love does forgive any mistake
forget the past, thrive to move on.
I must admit...
I was tempted with women
I succumbed to my weakness
true love cleanses shortcoming
my heart made anew to love you.
Now, I must admit...
I love you greater each day
I desire for your hugs and kisses
true love's touch is much adorable
excites much joy and innate endearment
the best in my whole life is loving you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem