Being Young and Sweet,
and i stood out just that much more.
Full lips and out stretched arms that
pull me out of my mind and
i not knowing why.
Saying you love me,
when it was my lack of years,
you loved instead.
Being young and sweet and full.
My tears even sweeter you ever said.
Never findind it again and all you see
is it as it was you
and you hang on too it even more now.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem