Spoil me with your affection, not unnecessary possessions.
Baby, I can get those things myself.
But what my heart wants-it’s craving your attention;
So bless me with your perfect inimitable imperfections.
I always looked pass what people assumed to be “imperfections'.
It takes the diminutive yet meaningful gestures to impress me.
You make me smile, laugh, and view the world with optimism, so I never question.
You say the words to make my knees weak, lyrically healing me entirely.
One day your bless soul, intelligent mind and handsome body will be mine baby.
-Richina lee
11/08/2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem