i know where you will be
but i can't talk to you
if i wanted to, that's true
you don't know me
though you always
smile at me
honestly i'm enjoying it
but you're getting so close
at one time i reach to touch you
you giggle and look at me deep
and said ' i don't like those hair'
i said 'so beautiful in your arms'
you said ' really thanks' i stroke it
i look into your eyes and smile
i can feel you believe me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem