Lets have a heart to heart
trading words from late at night
to early in the morning.
Its killing me, why can't I go
and why must you stay?
My mind is numb, lips are dry,
i'm not capable of seeing
where this will end.
I'll find hope, where you are not.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello poet Arrogant, that was a very good use of words, loved the last line. Loyd