so you miss the magic
so did you miss my stare?
so did you miss I care?
and words cannot replace
the feelings in their place
the tremble in my voice
because love is not a choice
and words cannot embrace
the beauty of your face
to lose myself - without a trace
and words cannot replace
the magic in your stare
to lose yourself - without a care
the heart concedes
to the love it needs
tears come down
as I smile and I frown
as you love and you hate
a text goodnight, so late...
so if the words aren't kissing
and the rhymes go missing
-
the magic's there
even if,
you're not aware...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem