I kissed you.
Do you remember?
Our lips puckered in time.
Raindrops fell.
The sun dried up.
In that moment you were mine.
Clocks shot by.
And I flew home.
Well I walked, but that was fine.
Not sure what Red clocks are unless it is a bullet. But I liked it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I LOVE THE INNOCENCE IN IT!