she stands erect by the stalk
holding unto the faint memory of you
you are the enigma of the soul
that's is me in the neon shades of pink
you are the flower that emulates
as thou you and i know
you're watered down your soul
so you know that all i need is your scent
your inner soul holds my life within
you try to, makes me face my reality
so you are my flower that beckons me
with every one that greets me in
your inner soul tis the beauty i control
maybe you and i are never soulmates
that's why you end up being seeing late
as times all you need for you bing trail
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great and talented piece of verse, Magregor - keep them coming!