last night
i reminded you
forgive me
for sounding like a
sermon maker
but you are i
are one
years and years
folded us
i am looking for
me and i see you
instead
i must remind you
do not shame me
if you shame me
i shame myself
forgive me
as i have forgiven you
got a glass of rum
let us drink as one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem