Behind that emotionless, unshakable exterior
lives a man that hangs on every word.
He studies, he applies.
He learns from every girl.
But once is once enough.
A new lesson is already prepared.
I am all ears.
Soaking in every last mistake.
The mind is overcrowded with experiences of others.
The final exam is soon.
I will listen and wait and watch.
Because every gem of information is preparation for the one I kneel in front of, asking for one word.
So cheers, thank you, God Bless.
You are still a part of me.
You helped me accomplish a task I could not complete alone.
Your efforts and cares have led me to find my love.
A special girl you are to teach me that there is one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem