If my man were from Mars
The same sparkle would be in his eyes
when he touched me, held me, kissed me
like the first time we met
When I walked in the door,
he would greet me with pink roses
he would ask, how was your day, Beautiful
he would want me to be relaxed for him.
scents of Lavender and Charomille oils in our hottub
a glass of herbal tea, or perhaps a glass of Red Wine
'A good woman deserves to be pampered'
his exact words, if i remember.
he would listen to my words, like branches
on a learning tree, devouring each word.
But in reality,
my man is not from Mars,
he is from Planet Earth
Written by Adrienne C, Strachn
We Can Only Dream.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Oh nice....poem....Guys From earth should learn from guys from mars..shouldn't they? ...*wink*