I am not your pen for paper
Not your cold for ice
Not your time for later
Not your trap for mice
Nor your rhythm for rhyme
Nor your crutch for break
Nor your mountain to climb
Nor your the water in your lakes
I am not the sky's limit
Not the hold for your hand
Not the Rosie to your rivet
Not the girl you understand
Nor the logo on your hat
Nor the shoot to your star
Nor the artist to your rap
Nor the beat to your heart
I am me, that's all
One adventurous trip
Not the catch when you fall
I am the kiss on your lips
June 5th,2010
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow. This is really good, both in idea and form. I like :)