When I look at you
Everything looks so comely
Comely is your face
Your lips, hair, eyes
Comely is your body
Your skin, breasts, waist
Your voice music to my ears
Your gait prancingly.
Always neat and clean
Always prim and prissy
Well groomed, well dressed.
You're so calm, kind, graceful
And when you enter a room
All heads turn toward you.
And I say to myself:
How lucky I am, you are
My darling, my wife, my dreams!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ravi, such a lovely poem....10+++++