You are to me
a sweet poison
making your way through
my veins like a snake to be
Your sweet poison
delusions me
softens me
and that's no illusion
The snake will never set me free
and I don't know if I want to be
your face haunts me in my dreams
to escape is not as easy as it seems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem