Bring on your shining armour, dude.
I'll be your damsel in distress with attitude.
I'll turn your hunk to butter
in a flutter of mascara
flood you in promises
I'll lay my head on your chest
as I put you to the test.
Spoonfeed your ego's ear
with sweet nothingness
and whispher you're the best
cause it looks like you're the type
who believe in hype
of the damsel in distress.
If I give you my number
will you kiss me out of slumber?
If I shed a tear or two
will you speed it to my rescue?
So bring on your shining armour, dude.
I'm your damsel in distress with attitude.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem