I've come upon the one I love.
He does not see me there.
I creep slowly to where he is
and softly touch his hair.
He turns and then I see him smile
as he takes my hand in his.
He touches my face and draws me near
and I understand what this is.
It's a special time between we two
that can never leave my mind.
For I've come upon the one I love
whose love is the special kind,
the kind where just one gesture
makes you feel you're a queen.
There is nothing you can compare it to,
nothing that I've ever seen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem