on a busy street one day
i watched a love story form
right before my eyes
walk with me...
a woman, skin fair, hair long
dressed in spring green and pink chiffon
walks past a tall, handsome man
with a milkwhite smile and a sexy swagger
she stopped, turned, looked around
he caught her eye, she fell adazed
he takes her into his arms with the care
and tenderness of a shepherd to a baby lamb
and they began to dance
no inhibition, no music, just happiness
they laughed, smiled, like no one was watching
he spun her around, hands around her waist
she blushed, caressed his face, as if she had known him forever
she kissed him deep, passionately, then drew back
i saw her mouth the words 'I love you, sweet prince'
then they walked away...in love...
now i walk with you, waist embraced
gazing into your eyes, you in your suit
and i in my green and pink chiffon dress
thinking of music, fast and slow
thes, as if on cue, you look at me and ask,
'Do you want to dance? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem