Woman's Inlove Poem by Didith Marcelo

Love turns a woman into nymph
When she touched his man
It sent all the care to keep her man dwells in her heart.

Love turns a woman to be a best friend
When her mouth agitate in voluble wisdom
that is the charm of hers to persuade her man.

Love turns a woman to be a childlike,
Her soul is playful when the spirit of bliss is the role
A hoity-toity of youth speaks
Deliver the joy in the heart of her man.

Love turns us to be mature
It keeps us on dreaming how to be wild in every pace of realism
And ought us to know more how to be a man's eye.