She's the kind you want to be around.
Often times not to say a word,
But to breathe the same air as she does,
To know what it means to experience her aura.
She's the kind that makes you fathom the depth of divinity,
Forget the ones referred to as Queen,
That would be an under title.
Goddess is the only term that comes close to defining her,
For just her presence alone is enough to revive the dead pieces of a broken heart.
She's the kind that brings the nerves in town,
Breathing in and out is as futile as it sounds.
Why fight the effect of her spiritual state?
She's probably not good for your entire health,
But she's the kind you'll forever think about once you're over her charm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem