You're the spirit of my heart
The savior of my lost love
When I think and dream of a black princess shall be.
Its always you, that I think about.
I know that you will never completely understand.
How deeply my soul and heart feels for you.
I worry that me and you will grow apart and I'll end up loosing you.
You bring me more love than you do sex that's a wonderful thing.
You also bring me joy and happiness and you do it all with the Grace of God in you and your my heart in human physical form always.
A friend no a girlfriend I could never replace.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem