Tied together on a single cord
The rhythm of hearts played a song
Still rich in hot red my little body flickered
Held near her breast, I survived life
Yet when I grew I forgot her magic
That soothed me to sleep
Blind in the worlds wondrous logic
I made her weep
But still I got a second chance to,
Change the past and I hesitated not,
to grab it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Alexia Good write smooth flow Pls see my 'Smudge of Blood' Rgds Nooruddeen