I’ll be waiting for you,
Right here since I love you,
More than I love my own being,
You’re my stunning Queen and I’m your King!
You’re my joy,
You’re my beloved so coy,
I do appreciate your bashfulness,
Acting like the woman in “To His Coy Mistress”.
Even if the world abruptly falls apart,
I’ll still be there just next to your heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem