Exerted with a portion of a kiss
You take my breathe
Now we stand here with nothing as of word to say
As you leave in the deep shadows of my mind
I wonder what is left how can I go on if there isn’t a soul to share it with
When all said and done its thrown away and left
I am on that line of love and hate
With you with me it felt like a whirlwind
Coming back at me like a bad storm
What is lost isn’t gained to be found
But when you learn that what is found
You’ll find that everything’s not lost…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem