Ghost of you
Ghost of me
Ghost of a love
that was meant to be
You and I
Soulmates we are meant to be
Not as lovers
But brothers now meant to be
Although you still hold my heart
In the palm of your hands
You are straight
I am gay
But nothing has come between us
And brothers we will forever be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nikki will love this... platonic love galore..