what can i say
to not make you go away
you are not delay
we are just in a play
with the clay
cold embrace
Rarefy through my hair
the sound of birds out the lair
the moving of your hands in the air
Touching our hands we look like a pair
letting go we dare
laughing because you ate my pear
looking in other eyes we see a flare
does description have to stop over.♥
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem