a friend of mine there is
when i met her the intension
was never what it is
we are together in bliss
she is a peculiar closed book from a far
trigger her smile and see
how she will for you go far
it is quite enigmatic thus far
but with me she is able to put herself on par
she is that portion of me, the listening ear
the bird singing never seen in the air
her advise lingers and never fades in the air
her judgment is forever fair
she is a long awaited wish
for the fortunate man who finds her
and a destiny for the blessed man that keeps her
she is a good friend of mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem