'Inlove' - Poem by Leyla Marin
It swung out infront of me,
this little sparkle of light.
My hair blew aside,
and my illuminating countenance was perplexed by what it felt come by.
This sparkle that faded in an instant in time.
Comments about 'Inlove' by Leyla Marin
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Leyla Marin's Other Poems
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye