The way thy whisper into your ear
the way you laughed back in mine
how you said my name
how it rolled off your tounge
just thee tip of it will send me into a daze
so desired
something that make my heart melt
a chill sent down thy spine
slight step in heaven
thus falling back landing on a cloud
who name is none to many
a number that ends with 9
no one out there can explain for me
because thy only know ones true feelings
missing no more
than me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem