There is someone who loves me for who i am understands me looking past my imperfections, not caring for my mortal looks which yet shall fade with time yet i wonder what this person sees in me for i am nothing special but to him i am wonderfull he is my prince as though this is a fairy tale and i am his princess that he must find but he is a stranger i have not met a stranger so wonderfull so loving so caring i can only wait for his arms to be wrapped around me the feel of his lips upon mine as we kiss to be in his embrace forever for my wonderfull stranger i am waiting for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem