You give me the mystery stare,
when i talk to you, you don't care,
sublimely my emotions do flare,
this mysterious act if you could share.
Your voice is so sweet,
it makes my love repeat,
it makes my heart beat,
its pathetic i have to retreat! .
When you became so kiddish,
its one moment like a sweetdish,
after a longing i cherish and relish,
but i don't want to feel like a dying fish.
Please my special attraction,
don't play,
this attention and retraction,
does slay,
I am offering you my heart,
don't mould it and hurt it like clay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem