The man in the mirror
Is the sweetness in every man
that boyish nature that spice up love
That makes him cry when customs barks
that makes him a poet in the middle of the night
that makes him Michael Jackson in singing lullaby
That makes his foolishness turn care in a woman's eye
the man in the mirror
Is the perfect man a woman dreams
who will give her breakfast on bed
who will make love to her in shower
and worship her like a goddess
even when he smile with tears every morning
and his heart flames with pain
and sorrows paint his face, she calls it love
The man in the mirror
is the illusion of everyyoung maiden
who dreams of surprise flowers every noon
who dreams of love candles every night
who dreams of Atlantis
who dreams of the cupids
who wants more than a perfect relationship
its what many girls this days dream of, they have become more of an oliver twist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A refined poetic imagination, Miracle A. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.