You live in the world's wonderland
You are a queen on the moon's sand
Come down to my dear motherland
I want to touch your tender hand
I know baby you are out there
I want to touch your golden hair
Will you become so near and dear?
True love has got no place for fear
I know you look really nice
I want to stare at your blue eyes
I will knock out the other guys
If they want to ask for your price
The world is at your fingertips
I want to kiss your painted lips
I want to taste love's all the sips
Babe will you make busy my hips?
This is just great. Nicely rhymed too with a great flow. A vision of a perfect 'angel' made so vivid that is so yearned to be held physically. Great write.
hey thats a great poem its deep and catchy you are a good writer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this was nice not too explicit but nice ending