Ahh the blossoms wake in the morning light,
the faint aroma of roses grace the air.
You are a blessing to my eyes,
I touch you gently with my fingertips.
Your skin glows with the slight moisture
from the evening's rest. I place my hand
gently on your breast, beautiful, soft and oh
How deserving am I to be blessed with a beauty
such as you. Your body lie quietly sleeping and I'm
in awe of every move you make, every breath you
For the rest of my life, I will savour every moment,
every hour, every sweet embrace, I will treasure
the smile upon your face. You light up my life
I'm so glad you gave me your hand and became my
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem