I pray for someone to love,
and who will love me back.
God is so good
He answered my yearn.
This man
had courted me before,
but I botched him.
And now he comes
back again, this man.
But I am right
with what I feel,
an instinct so bare;
without magic
devoid of love,
this man,
At twenty nine,
I need no prince charming
or a Knight on shining armor!
But a lover
who brings magic
in my heart!
This man, I give chance
still he has no thrill in me;
so I botched him, again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem