you’re holding my arm tight
as we walk through narrow aisle
of souvenir shops and coffee shops
sometime we stop to look for wares
to decorate rooms; beautiful fabrics
for curtains; for windows & showers
you love those printed silk linens
satin bed sheets for winter nights
smoothness i desire i could slip
to one of them and sleep away
keep me warm and feel so cozy
being with you is so great for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem