My heart is on the table for you to have.
My mind never stops running to find its top.
The amazing places your feet takes you with one infront of the other.
My hands of calluses never stop blistering.
Never lossing courage to fight those dragons.
Always making a fantasy become my life.
Being a man has never been so clear.
Someone has to keep this dieing breed of a gentlemen alive.
Giving me a royal way of speaking.
All I ever wanted was for you to be my queen.
Member when we were young, a prince with a fist full of hope, but the will to get you any way he could..
And A beautiful princess trapped by her own parents pride and now paying for it in that dreadful dungeon.
You were the hardest thing to get in my life, but made you worth every moment last forever with you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem