why do you haunt my thought of pleasure?
its unfair how love corrupts the virgin heart.
pain and suffering is all one is destined for
with agony of the loss of their counterpart.
love deceives the heart,
but you are the only one that can trick mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yah it's coincidental that I am postin a comment, especially about luv. Grammer error: 'with the agony of the {LOSS} of their counterpart'... So far so good and thanx for the support. If you like check out my recently added poems and especially 'definition of divine luv' or 'oh mother'. Keep writing!