Hey, thanks for stopping by. This poem is a continuation of the previous one – Will you be my Queen? Kindly make sure that you’ve read the previous poem and start this one. I’m still waiting for her reply. Hope she says “yes”. 😍 Here we go! Purely fictional.
As the wind blew gently, I waited for her words quietly.
She doesn’t talk much, When she does, it does touch.
Gifts of gold have I, Won’t suffice the beauty of her eye.
So precious is she, Say “Yes”, happiest person I would be.
Here I am, waiting; My heart within, debating.
Will she say “Yes”? I’m desperate for your words love. Don’t let me down, my dove!