Lip, lisp!
I will look after you,
Ruth, truth!
So, do see it as it is written;
Because, i am writing to you.
Bigwigs!
I am calling on you;
With the ways and means of my love,
But, let us meet at 'Obra Spot'.
Spots of light!
With the peace of the mind;
But, i will look for you and,
I will take care of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.