My Prince Poem by elsee daniel
My Prince
He is out of my sight,
He is out of my reach
The wind blew down my sand house built in the beach;
How will i tell him that i am waiting for him.
How will i read out my poems which i wrote for him,
How will i tell him he looks good today and.
How will i tell him i am leaving for the day,
How will i hear his sweet voice and.
How will i tell him i do everything of his choice;
i can hear his phone ring ring ring,
when is the day he is going to put me a ring.
Hi Elsee - this is so so lovely - straighy from your precious heart. Out of sight and out of reach this is so often true of the ones we desire most. When we are not with the one we desire our poems are left unread - we cant flatter them - we cant hear their sweet voice - we cant make love to them. Someday your Prince will come becaus you are so so desirable. I am a Knight - which in my country is a Prince - I would love to be your Prince and give you a ring in exchange for your eternal love. Great I score it a MAX. Love you in poetry - JOHN.
You do miss him so much in your heart, how will you tell him that you desire his arms around you. It is a sweet touching piece.
very nice poem Elsee i found it so romantic poem i like it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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