The distance, laden with terminal disease
Counting the days to eternal abyss
Fragile, a vein ruptures
Agile, a mood bursts
Your scent is across the ocean
I smell the stinky you, in notion
Desire so beautiful, like a poppy
Blossoms, sugar coated with honey
I got no means to come to you
If I can walk the ocean blue
I don’t have to write this poem
Just bury ourselves in a dorm
For a start, before luxury unleashes
We bravely, overcome love patches
PS: I was listening to Andy Williams' song 'Love Story' (where do I begin) whilst writing this lovely poem!
Excellency shown here, your great artistic talent has been proven here, one more time...'WISDOM is not a privilege but a GIFT given to us by our creator to be share with the rest of the world...Thanks for sharing...10++++
It is very beautiful poem, subtle and good. I like it very much. Thanx. (10v.) Greetings. Maria Barbara Korynt
Yuo have a gift my friend, to take words, put them together and paint a story is a gift that owns more value than gold. 10/10!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lets count the days to eternal life of peace and love! Great work.