Now that morning has alas come
now that all my mournings are long gone
the bad wind which follows weakness
weakness found in issues of the heart
emotions feelings and love
that wind is filling my face
that wind is back again
i know the smell of yur temptation
am paralysed by yur seduction
all my strengths are failing me
and my stench is chasing me.
You are back again, and ure ryt here
and i cant think of a day past gettin over u
and everything seems like yesterday
i cant think of spending another day without u
i can only feel approaching pain
you are back here and in my heart already
funny i never figured it b soo easy
you are back with ur sickness
and you are back with ur disease.
its encroaching and i cant resist.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem