Crazy like the snow
Which falls at your feet
When the sun is still
Bronzing your skin
And it is because of you
That I am still here
And that I search for your eyes
In the stars of the night
And I don’t know what else to do
So you can be mine
And no one else’s
Mine, until the end of times
I am the mad one
Who loves you like a wolf
And who spends her days
Thinking of you,
Living for you,
Just for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic poem. I love the first and last stanzas. I like the whole thing. A 10 in my book! wj