she wants to know why he thinks she beautiful
he calls her his purest gold
less is young few is bold
when she’s young and when she’s old
he still thinks she’s beautiful

Because she’s so confident
she wears a smile needs no complement
its like she knows where she stood
Where she stands a palm reader can’t read her hands
She’s his girl
he’s her man
she don’t need their feet in sand
or promise land
to know that his love is true
cause no matter, they’ll go through
and forever he’ll be lovin you

This poem was written/submitted by Ahlam.