I draw his green eyes
That look like glowing green emeralds
Who is he
I don't know
I draw his bleach blonde hair
That looks like grains of sand
In my drawings he's there
And I feel like we have met
When my drawings move
I'm on the beach with him
We laugh the whole time
And I feel like we have know each other for all eternity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem