It's This
By: Taylor Donnelly
It's not some lullaby
That will make you cry
It's not a dames it distress
It's not your perfect happiness
It's that cold sweat
That thing you cant forget
The world upon the rhyme
The last secant in time
The thought you cant process
But it's not your loneliness
It's not something perverse or distorted
It's not the way you retorted
It's this
It's this
And you can feel it in every kiss
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem