I shall warm my palms
By rubbing together
Before I feel the ice
Of your chest
And be the heat
In your bones
I shall warm my palms
By placing them
On your cheeks
In the cold wind
From the north
I shall warm my palms
When I touch
Those red lips
For the outline
For the softness
I shall warm my palms
Before the love
Heat of flame
When it makes
Your shape
I shall warm my palms
For the cup
Of wine
Of my favorite
Cappuccino
I shall warm my palms
For my lonely nights
For the anguish
For the memories
For the tears
On my face
21/4/2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautiful............