Dear,
Signs here and there
Of your longing
A trail of them
Left around me
For all to see
But tomorrow
We both know
You will hide
Again
From
Me
Is it you?
Maybe not
But what if?
This is tiring
Soon tell me
Is it you?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes the mind is taken Over By the other While both stay inside.. iip
Exactly that; taken over and locked inside only dreams speak of it. Thanks for liking