My heart skips a beat
So eager to greet
To seek warmth
And whisper with slow breathe
No word should be lost
When I whisper most
It should be heard by you alone
Even wind is heavily blown
I am blinded
And chided
For being in real love
When happily drove
No one cares
And dares
To point out
And speak about
I am still worth
And have faith
That you shall be with me forever
And go away never
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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