Scribbled with red ink,
On white paper.
White as snow,
The color of purity.
A soul laid bare,
A pleading heart.
The mysteries of life,
Revealed.
For love,
For a pair of eyes,
For an angelic face.
No more secrets,
The sun shines bright,
The wind sings a song.
And he knows,
Her smile,
As she reads his words,
Is his reward.
(5/16/11-Alton Texas)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really love this! ! ! Great poem! ! Beautiful!