Yes, it is a possibility
That I will ever find you
And most probably
Not very likely
You look like a Spanish queen maybe
And your voice is so soft
I can imagine your beauty
In this unreality
Soon I will step out
I wont be back unfortunately
Distance will not matter
As it has not until now
I could not get any closer
I wont know your eyes color
Soon after, not far long
I will be forgotten,
As I've been told
As everything has been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem