I do not need to be any more bold
For the idea has already been sold
The story has already been told
And I have nothing more back to hold
But the truth is I need you to be mine
And the only time I will be fine
Is when I have you across the table as we dine
Deamed lights, a burning candle and a glass of red wine
You are the best
That is why I should forget the rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Rich in rhyme with a moving message. Thanks for sharing my friend.