If only you could see, my Prince
The tears upon my cheek
The joy you’ve bought into my life
You should not ever speak,
Of being ‘plain’ old ooops... No name ;)
You are much more to I
The reason for my new found hope
The reason my soul flies
You are not a ‘mere shadow’
You’re everything I need
and held inside your loving hands
My heart,
Belongs to thee
Anne, a pleasant piece. Certainly more Charming than Machiavelli.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only you could see, my Prince The tears upon my cheek The joy you’ve bought into my life You should not ever speak, Of being ‘plain’ old ooops... No name ;) You not made a rose, but really by dreamy words made it.i love the way you make it to feel us