I hide my heart where you can't find it
I know if I hand it over to you
It will be crushed and badly wounded
I am a soldier in the army in the field of passion
My weapons are in arms, no surrender
I want to see the fruits of my labour
Deep within the ocean a love I long to savour
Walk pass my blades don't want to bruise you
My inclinations are sharp, my mind thick like a shark
I see what is lurking in the shadows,
Don't want the high and lows,
Let the trumpet sound the song
That pounds my heart to follow.
I really love this poem, Mysia. Thankyou, and thankyou for your comment. No time to read more now.......... later.... thankyou, so much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem, Mysia. Very well written. Thanks