he's sweet chraming and the best for me. He can lift up my sprits. Sweep me off my feet. Take me away with a word. Send my heart sorrwing to his love. Puts a simle on my face no matter what! He be there though thick and then always for me. To be in a realsonship with me maybe my best friend? Trusting always! Runing for me to get the sweet smell of him. He knows hes mine. Always.
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This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Who is he, that lucky prince?