I saw first on her eye
Beauty of mine
i don't know who is she
but she always in my eye....
i heard love on her heartbeat
& found feelings striking for my breathe
i don't know who is she
But she always in my heart..........
No matter what she wants to hear
no matter what she wants to say
but i know there is the feelings for me and for my love
Till the last breathe that she takes................
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the beauty within... The soul that fly wanders away from the heart of thine... Searching is hard in the forest land... See first the reflections and mule over what is right... keep writing, Cate