I could hate you
But that's not right
I keep seeing the same light
I keep wishing a new -fight-
But I'll try to do...
I never missed any smell
I never thought that I'd tell
For any guy, I'm under spell
I think that's not right, well
I never missed any kiss
I just was too inside wish
That I didn't notice
You're anyone.
But I'm liking
Being
Away you
Angels, hazels,
Away new kind of prisons
I'm away these lions
I'm away your scorpions
Could I ever trust?
That all this between us
Never is what I'd hate to be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem