I dont have tell her she beautiful because she already know that,
and she smile everytime she see me like my name is kodak.
Cause even with one hand i think i can handle her, and we always go on dates like a calender.
And god told me she was special and i just knew it! but everybody is not perfect but i bet she close to it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem