My feeling I'm share
I want to take a dare
To wonder in the fair
I always want to stare
Reason the beauty of your wear
But you always blame the air
It spoils my waving hair
Our meeting is very rare
U come without scare
I m really giving swear
I always take your care
A great start with a short and sweet poem.. welcome to Poem Hunter....10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A passionate witty reflection embellished in beautiful poetic rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing Jay.