There are no words to describe I and you
It’s like rain on a summer’s day
A sky discolored without blue
A divine ecstasy that’s tasteless and untrue
Mirror images that don’t reflect neither me or you
Seconds into minutes, hours turn to days
While sinking further into a black haze
Conversation is short and contact is not at play
Yet I still believe this is just a phase
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem