Soft and mellow.
Sweet like jello.
That's how you felt when I held you on the dance floor.
Eyes closed.
As we took our whirl.
Felt like I was in dream world.
Bodies entwined as they played our favorite song.
Sparks that you send.
God I prayed that this slow dance would never end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem