Sometimes in the darkness I can still see your face, smell you.
Feel the way your lips felt the last time we touched.
Don't say it didn't matter, it was just one of those things
Don't say you didn't fall again
Don't say I don't need you and you don't need me
Don't say it was all in fun and you were there for the ride
Cause I remember the look in your eyes that you couldn't hide
I remember the sweet words that you whispered to me
The warmth of your body your hands in twined mine.
Don't say.......
Louise, I believe you have a great deal to learn about men. I do think however, you wrote a very honest poem. Regards, Ian
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nicely written and full of emotions...even the unspoken ones.