He makes me feel that I am nothing to him;
But still my heart says I am born for him.
My little heart aches for him,
Waiting to make love with him.
“Handsome” is a word for him.
I can never close my eyes in front of him;
Hollywood hero would feel jealous of him.
And even “Miss World” would fret for him,
Thousands of stars are gazing at him,
The beautiful moon fell in love with him;
And the burning sun can never stand before him,
My friends asked who is this him,
And I sang a beautiful hymn for him.
Offering my heart, soul an mind for him,
And I am still waiting for him,
To tell him I love him 3
very nice..i enjoyed reading this elsee...keep them coming.. ~^..^
I thought this poem was about, PRINCE HARMING'....lol...good poem..
He makes you feel you are in a space of heavenly lights. CUTE!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
my story..or my poem in other words...nicely written