My Heart, Your Head
The sky is blue
My eyes are red
And yours are, too
But I'm not tired.
Let's run away
Just me and you.
Alone in bed,
That's your cue,
Are you a buyer?
C'mon, let's play "Peek-A-Boo, "
My heart; your head: our desires.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Drew Engman. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks