The rose I gave u on your birthday,
I stole them from someone`s garden,
Songs I sang to make you happy,
Those are not mine, I copied it from else,
Candle light dinner, journey by a boat,
The money I spend for us, was picked from father`s pocket,
You know me as pasha, that is not even my real name,
The poems of love I used to send you by mail mostly just downloaded,
Stories I told you to be a hero to you were just imaginations,
All I really have is a heart full of love,
Love you all the way, love you eternally.
I wonder how different your love would be had all those been your own?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thank you @Mr.Douglas Scotney, no I imagined a lover like that and I wanted to express power of love in thay way