may i havent seen the light of day
and have not heard the songs of birds and bees
or felt the kiss of you lips
i might have not lived
i may have not had a purpose but to be with you my dear
and treat you like a king should treat a queen
a queen so beautiful she would out shine the stars and with a open of her mouth would make angels cry
angels cry for the envy they fell toward and magnificent queen like you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem