I never see her anymore except in her pictures.
Her image is burned in my mind.
Visualize my burning passion I see colors.
Her render can be splendor to day dream.
Envision our decision to stay apart, the moon is the night and the sun is the day.
Fancy no one else although I try.
Project my every thought and it would heat the universe.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Intense love poem - very good.... I prefer shorter poems - it has more kick...