He has this glow, emitting from his soul
A light that few will ever even spark
He dreams in gold, his thoughts are bold
A smile brightening up my dark
He warms up my lips, kiss among kiss
A fairytale comes alive
He has hands that keep grip, when I’m sure I’ll slip
But he saves me every time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem