Lying here unable to sleep
Thoughts of you flood my mind
Like the sands of time
One grain away from you seems like forever
what am i to do when we are connected
both mind body and soul
Maybe I'm making too much of this
Maybe I'm being dramatic
But i must admit the way i feel for you is no womanly trick
This ain't bout your money
This ain't bout your looks
but baby
I must say that regrettably I'm hooked
what am i to do when I'm falling for you
You in your radiance and splendor
so luminous and tender
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem