its a peace of art
beautiful to behold
even more beautiful to know
in moments it will steal your heart
the moment you see it you have the desire
with eccentric lines
and an impeccable design
this peice will have your heart on fire
if it slips through your fingers...
if it is gone
you will have an empty space where it belongs
and you will long for it 'til you're a dead ringer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem