my mind is pulling left to right
my body is in pieces of a jigsaw mess
my soul is on fire and burning
the heart is a block of concrete clay
the deep flashing moments of pictures i see
of the past present and the future is unknown
to the human eye
the light above
is the love of ones true love
the hand the cuddle
makes me and you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem