He is so different to men that I know,
He could teach me things to help me grow,
He has the power to stop me feeling so low,
I can feel this friendship starting to glow
He is there when I need a friend,
He has a heart, in which he’s willing to lend,
He has the power to help me mend,
He is the kind of friend id keep till the end.
He has big, brown eyes, in which I could stare all day,
He has this oara to make me flutter in a real nice way,
He has such a gentle touch, a touch that id love to stay,
He has no idea that I want to play.
He makes me laugh, makes me laugh till I cry,
He is really funny and a really sweet guy,
With this man I don’t think I ever could lie,
I trust him fully; I don’t ever want it to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem