I can't see you.
Will you come closer?
Yes I am wearing my spectacles.
I am not dreaming, your fragrance,
My dreams are like television.
Stop teasing me, c'mon where are you hiding?
You are in front of me?
C'mon baby I am running out of passion.
She whispered to me.
All you need to do is open your eyes honey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem