gaze me in the eyes
shudder in my cold blood
lift all which conceal
and stop the time
then slowly you walk
alone in the shadows
leaving what is left of me
to enjoy the dying bliss
then you hear my call
as i loudly whisper your name
looking with your sighs
i lock myself to you
but never did you stop
as you close my eyes to enjoy our demise
Whispering..grasping...clinging..tightly...tight...gasping for breath...gasping for existence..heh heh.. A nice piece, keep writing!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
oooh.. writer :)) continue writing stella.. hone your skills.. Ü