Curling chocolate brown swirls, hanging low
Love the hair
Pitch black with a hint of humor
Love the eyes
Deep rumbling thunder that fills me with warmth
Love the laugh
Pure and bright it could clear my darkest night
Love the smile
Take them away hair, eyes, laugh, and smile
I still love the man
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow what a lucky man! ! ! Nice poem! !