Forty words:
Obsessed within a fantasy
Where wise men seldom go
He felt the vital urgency
To be Martina's beau.
His heart and soul were spellbound
Reality said 'no'
But sweeping negatives aside
He sang love's melody divine
'Martina' made it so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hi Joyce just came across your lovely poem...I loved it, it brought a warm smile to my face. Wonderful read.