I want

A spoken word
When we can meet
I'm fascinated by the look on your face
Pretty like a painting
Your speech is soft
As servant respects the king

You are sweet
Like a fairy
Should I pass
Although the foot is heavy tuk tuk step

Should my view pass from your appearance
Although these eyes will not move
I tried a long road
Passing all unreal imaginings
But I can not deny
I want to look at you