Everytime when I look at you I see dawn..
You come from the north, the site where each morning I look at...
If I start to compare you with! ! , I'm afraid I'll run out of it..
They say "Beauty is the death of duty" but I say is just the quality of the subject..
The Name wonderful doesn't suit you, Glamorous matches with your beauty.
The sound of your voice, it reach where is unreachable...
The smile that almighty bless you with, it open where is locked..
Your touch is that of an angel from up above.
Let me close my eyes and pray He to say "thank you for making me to meet with the Hero in my story"...
In expression of love there's no a better way, a heart tells you all, look at mine and see if I'm lying..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Much more of loving and caring