Contaminated is my mind
with thoughts of you
what we did
and what we couldnt do
Like a summers rain you've come and gone
a quick storm causing chaos over me
for there was nothing i could have done
because i couldnt see
Blinded by your different ways
the look's you gave, the things you said
not being able to sleep for days
your face running through my head
Still hear your voice so clear
and see your eyes so blue
still feel your prescence near
and wish i could just hold you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
BRAVO! You have created a few lines I wish were mine' 'Contaminated is my mind with thoughts of you what we did and what we couldn't do' Whew...I wish those were mine! LOL... VERY very nice. L