Admirer from a far
Is like..
Whiskey in a jar.
Waiting to be unleashed.
Like a wild beast.
Jeeze O’ petes! , ..
I think your so pretty
If I was more witty
I’d ask you on a date.
You know me.
But one thing you may never know
Is how my fire
down below
Grows and grows…
with the thought of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem