I do not look for a princess
Nor a queen to call my own
A model may be joyous for a night
Passions can soon be easily spent
Vanity and need are unattractive qualities
I build no pedestal to place anyone upon
Now give me a lively mind
A spirited soul to stand beside and against
An argument and discussion to duel with
A life that is alive and with fire
Oh now there is a beauty
Yet not in hypocrisy I admit
That physical attraction is a must
But that alone falls to nothing
Balance of look and thought
Is what must be sought
Lest fleeting time be wasted
So no queen, no princess I need
No selfie taking social media addict
Such pleasures will be short lived
And soon forgotten
But a mind and soul that speaks
An equal to myself indeed
Not just what I want
But what I truly need
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Its what's underneath that counts as the saying goes. A great poem Matthew.