It’s a long while back and yet it stays,
how she draws delightful on a cigarette
and drink a glass,
of yellow sparkling st. Anna with me.
Maybe I was on a dark road
at the time and she gave me
a bit of light and protection against loneliness
and the impact of destiny.
She understood me for who and what I am
and much more than passion can find
a way to bind,
I was trapped by her humanity.
Looking back....without reason you may have had regrets. Very clear...thanks for letting me read this Tina
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
She understood me for who and what I am and much more than passion can find a way to bind, I was trapped by her humanity. I really liked this poem, especially the last stanza and the last line stood to me. Very well done and thank you for sharing :)