Maybe you aren’t a virgin;
Maybe you are a divorcee,
A widow or an estranged one.
I don’t mind; I love not your past.
Maybe you aren’t yet mine;
Maybe you are to leave me,
Desert me or elope with one.
I don’t mind; I love not your future.
May be you aren’t virtuous;
Maybe you are an adulteress,
A paramour or a whore.
I don’t mind; I love not your back.
I love you for what you are
When you are with me..
10.10.2005
WOW! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! that is nice Sir..........As a woman, let me reversify................. I love your for what you are When you are within me.............
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love you for what you are When you are with me.. When you care me like no other When you make me feel young and tender To the simple gestures of your love To the honesty of your heart When you give in to my advances You make me feel like a king Adorned with your intoxicating charm Spellbound with your heart quenching lines...... This is a salute to you my friend.............