Little color in a grey scale
Never wanted much
Little love sometimes
Just a little touch
Leave it for another day
A place I was resisting
A moment about to break
I don't have another heart
Wanna be my healer?
Just a little love, sometimes
Forget to inhale, sometimes
I want it, sometimes
Hi Emily, I have just read your poems and what stood out the most for me is...improvement. From your first recorded poem to your poem dated 16-Mar-17, there is visible improvement and that is fantastic. If you maintain that trajectory, you will give quite a few guys (& gals) on here a run for their money. Power on and good luck. Jeremy
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wanna be my healer? Just a little love, sometimes.....i want. very nice simple poem on love conveying so much.......of fineness. tony