My gaze wandered and beheld,
Such raw beauty, a heart of gold.
These beans today I spill;
That when I see your smile
I want to gaze at it for a while
And your breath,
May it be mine to steal.
And whoever asks what this is,
Tis but an ode to you Philis.
So hoping you smile and it's not too late,
Maybe sometime we could go on a date.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem