Do not judge me on the entrance I make
No, judge me when I enter the exit.
First impressions are for the laziest of minds.
Let us turn our backs on time,
Let us indugle in each other, our ways lingering
Within each other. Let the aftertaste of lust
Sweeten with each coming day.
Should I go first, let it be with death in my eyes
Not hate, anger, regret nor shame.
Let us not allow the power of our pains
Stagnate the true essence of our love.
If trueth be known, I hope we go together
Though not like Romeo and Juliet
Rather looking longingly into each others eyes
Like we would when we first met,
With the mist of innocence losing us into
Each other.
We could hold hands until our grasp loosens
White peace staring into the peace of white.
So my love do not judge me on my entrance
Only after the door of the exit has closed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem