my sea is where i can be to be alone at last.
when my man was made.
i wanted to tell him one thing.
that he is my man.
and if he understands what he can be.
then he can suceed in loving me till the end.
my babeyy is the man.
who puts food on my pan i am poor i hope you can see.
well im poor in love.
if you are a woman and you love your man than you see what im saying that i really
love my man!
and i love him know until the final END!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem