I love his hair his eyes his looks,
I love the way he reads his books,
Randomly organized in a way,
I need to be with him everyday,
The way he holds me close to his heat,
In my life he's left a mark.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Victoria, simply written, but quite enjoyable. Top marks and thanks for sharing it with us. Hugs David