One day i looked up
and there you were
like a simple question
looking for an answer
Now i am a whale
listening to some inner calls
swimming blindly to throw myself
upon your shore
What if i don't find you
when i have landed
would you live me here
to die on your shore stranded
Think i know why
the dog hawls at the moon
huh think i know why
the dog hawls at the moon
I call Gloria, Gloria
i belong here Gloria
when i'm with you
Gloria Onwukwe Gloria
My own Gloria
i burn for you
ive been waiting for you
all my life
Hoping for a miracle
ive been waiting for you
day and night waitng for redemption
coz i really burn for you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
With a poem like this, that Gloria is one lucky girl.... Keep wroting and I'll keep reading! Kat