My merchant of knowledge
the beauty goddess of my dynasty
not only will I explore your pleasure spots
I urge you to be a willing participant
so I can take you to venice.
My favourite dance hall ballerina
my eyes are blind to those beautiful delilahs
because you made me your king in the other room
constantly giving me pleasures forever more.
When you disrupt my day with your dance videos
it keeps me beaming and long for home
to fall in your longing arms of love and tenderness
and all the problems in the world no longer matters.
I know I can be naughty and flirty
but just with you to prepare the night from the morning
I also know I hide behind my poetic lines
it is your duty as my dazzling mirage to decode the codes.
You are my all, my everything. You are my inspiration
how I doubted the beauty of the stars
and questioned the existence of angels
Until I met you an angel, in pure human form.
Hold me forever in your sweet loving arms
and never will a smile ever leave my face
I am grateful for every second we share together
and this our story, it will surely end in praise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem