Love can mend yr heart
And heal the soul
But when love turns sour
The sugar loses its sweetness
Let the smog of Paris
On a Sunday afternoon
Kiss you on the cheeks
And never say adieu
Break down my heart
And you will find a hole
That you made
And only you could fill
It with yr love
Give me some love
Because yr kisses taste
Like chocolate
And I am hungry
For something sweet
All four poems are excellent. Thanks for posting these, LeeAnn. You made my day a little better.
Wonderful stuff, LeeAnn! I think this is your best work in quite some time! Love all four!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If love can mend sour and heal one heart why do we feel betray at the end