She skips a class.
His heart skips a beat.
He wants her, for he is lonely.
While she changes, he stays the same.
She has class,
he wants it.
He gives her a rose,
she accepts.
He hopes this gives him class,
to be hers forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like that poem. You like seem to have a special someone that doesn't know that she is that special to you, you're poems seem to be original and from the heart... thats what I strive to be, as honest as possible, but not boring people with my slightness to be a little blatant with my lack-of romance, it must bother me more than I thoight, but yours is really good, its not confusing or boring: You like a girl.