my emotions derail and i'm full of weakness.
does this gorgeous female know how beautiful she is?
she'd have every guy in the streets screamin' jesus.
am i dreamin' or does everybody else see this?
i'd respect her and ask please miss, if i got on one knee and leaned in could i kiss your sweet hand?
even if the kiss died in a moment
for how rare it is, i'd cherish it like it was golden.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I'm surprised no ones commented on this poem. It's beautiful.