Angel you low case your incredible eveybody want to admire
All your beauty more precious, then got me to desire
Put your hands on my chest because my heart is on fire
Seing you behind O Angel makes my bone weak and expire
Your beauty in competition, but you reject and strike like vampire
Your feather brights and flys to great empire
Your face shines like hydrolic which gives evidence of thousands smile
Your beauty has no destination just like journey without mile
Me and you like body and soul without thee I can die
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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