Give me a flower,
I shall tend and treasure
It like my heart, honey.
Tell me you care,
And your voice shall resonate
A thousand time in my brain.
Spend a minute with me,
And I will celebrate the memory
Every year till infinity—
A Lip-to-lip brush, honey,
Will brighten my days
Because you an angel of grace.
If you follow me to the pulpit
To knot the tie of life,
I'll be the luckiest man on earth, honey.
Give me a child, honey,
I will give you the world,
And place my dream at your feet.
Bid me farewell,
And turn my birthday
To a curse day because I've seen none like ya.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic poem. Very dramatically written with great flow and charm. Thanks for sharing.