I am a bird of prey
But you captured me with love.
I was a lonely hunter without a conscience,
Having never love anything
However, you opened my heart and my mind to
What desire can do
And I thank you for showing the way,
Though, you abandoned my soul,
I still yearn for yr touch
Without it, I cannot be
I am hunting for yr love; stalking in what I need
For I am a bird of prey
I always get what I want
A marvelous poem about obsession. Top score dear poetess LeeAnn.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well crafted piece dearAzzopardi.