Open arms
Our kids were far away
-in front; to my eyes, visible.
I'd arrived where you were,
- I saw you come to me,
-arms open with smile.
Then hugged me as used to
-when you, I, were in love.
Must recall the time that
-I flew world around
-heart throbbed on return,
-suitcase was full of gifts,
-dying to seek your face…
I wanted what had missed,
-wanted you all in one.
This time too, you were mine
-my woman, partner and friend
-with makeup, young, fresh…
Somehow you told what
-always lives in my mind:
- "Love or not let's behave
-for sake of children…"
My lips kissed your firm arm
-with baby, flirty, small bites.
Sorry if I was wrong
-it is me, crazy and caring…
-I dreamt of own thoughts!
You are you, a devil in body of angel
-who carries diseases…lies and hate!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love in-front the eyesight but behind the curtain flirt Oh! Pain- agony in the life's drain! Let the heart make rain not to be more insane but sane! /// well penned
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