And I see Your Face,
my dearest
Love of Love
a glimpse of reality
like a warm shower
just right when you need it
your head I'd caress
i can smell
your hair, of an Angel
..an angel you are (uh)
and the eyes of a Hunter
let me be your prey
..one day
while in the background of it all
i keep belonging to you,
my Hunter,
Of You i dream
with my eyes open and closed
while i feel decay in my beauty
to you my heart stays sacred
while i'd hide away
in the arms of the blackest cold
of them all
You i call,
My Hunter
Dear Eriks, let me be your prey ..one day I liked this expression. really touching. If you wish, you can read my poems and send me your views. Thanks!
nice, ardent fixated sorta...like in love i guess. softly naughtily conveys a heart felt ispiration liked it
I liked it. Very romantic and very simple. Really nice. et me be your prey ..one day while in the background of it all i keep belonging to you, my Hunter, Of You i dream Extremely touching lines. Thanks for sharing
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I would like to translate this poem
Very well written Erik well done hey