I could taste you in my throat
Feel you touch my neck
And come on my back
I don’t really need it
Your finger in my eye
Your foot onto my shin
The fist upon my chin
I’ll pay you back ASAP
The fingers in my hair
I felt your hand across my cheeks
The elbow in my tummy
I’ll be back to get the rest
You took my friends away
I’d rather take that break again
You pushed me off the stairs
Going up to heaven, and into a pit
Leading down to hell where I would finally see you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem