Mamma says don't fall in love
It will kill you and your emotions
Dadda says you will live to tell the story to your children buh
I'm wearing your shirt to sleep tonight
i miss you
And it no lie
i miss you to this point
And all i can do is to put on one thing that belong to you
i can't hold this anymore
So am wearing your shirt tonight
And i will sleep in your perfume
i just wish you are here
Buh since you are out there
Doing what you know how to do best
am sleeping in your shirt tonight baby!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well written display of contemportary free-verse...Enjoyed this...~FjR~