i see this, this wonderful man of mine.A man i love
the blue sky in his eyes...storms chase the grass
skin off of heart.somehow beaten and torn
some how the smile can shine through this saddened face
This Mr.wonderful i see, but only on the stone of his.
How can this be Mr. wonderful?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmm he sounds like a nice man hold him tight