When I meet my wife
I shall speak of her tenderness
as if i were stricken with madness
on the mountains and in the valley
I shall tell both flying and creeping creatures of her attractiveness
when I meet my wife
I shall make the sun to standstill
and sparkle to show warmth and admiration
I shall tell the rainbow
to beautifully spell out my good intent in the sky for her
I shall make the wind to blow softly in regal treatment of my queen
when I meet my wife
I shall treat her like a goddess
she shall rule over my heart
and I shall rule over her love
I shall call her queen and she shall call me king
when I meet my wife
I shall lick her succulent skin
like a dog
I shall hang unto her lips like a bee
and I shall caress her till our breath becomes one
I shall let her know that my life hovers around her
when I meet my wife
I shall spend my last coin to make more beautiful
I shall make men abandon their love just to have a glimpse ofher
her beauty shall be like the wisdom of king Solomon
and young maiden shall come to Learn from her
o when I meet my wife
that day will be great
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem