I create an illusion for you baby
Such beautiful and pretty
As I've changed myself.
Let me alight on your palm
Touching you softly
So you can feel my emerald wing’s flutter.
Your usual tepid welcome is not for me.
I whisper to you loving words
How matchless you are
And making you crazy...
Shackle me gently with your hands
So I feel you deeply
Give me a whisper
If you love me.
Because I'm yours and you’re mine!
Now fly my beautiful illusion
My pretty butterfly!
You've done your part
Now it’s mine...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely poem, Aleksander