`Just when did you start loving me? ’ she asked.
I looked at her with my widest smile and admired the twinkle in her eyes.
`When? ’ she quipped impariently.
`When my dreams sprung to life and my life became my dreams.’
`Cocky…’ she replied.
And she lay her head on my lap and the world was just… perfect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem