THE PRIDE OF MY HEART

Sweet heart,in my heart you keep flying,
like a firefly on a dark night,
living without you is bitter,
bitter than lemon

you are the one,
who pours your honey on me,
if i was rich enough,
i would buy the moon,and build you a mansionette on it,

with you i loose all my five senses,
and remain with the sixth sense,
do you know which is it?
the sense of love and affection.

this words seems an exaggeration,
but if this love was to be bought,
i would be the greatest big spender on the planet,
for you,i will buy a fortune,

but my love am not rich enough,
to buy you the moon,
not strong enough,
to catch you a rainbow,

but am able enough,
to write you this poem,
i only urge you,
to read it carefully.

this time,i took my time to write it,
all this words,
are an exact reflection,
of what i feel deep inside.

every time they tell you,
am like this am like that,
this poem,will be my witness,
my portrait,even when am far away.