An attractive
Woman
Stood under
Neon lights
On a street corner
Her face
Radiated
Heavenly
Warm tones
Of rich gold
I loved her
Posture
And the way
She smelt
She pretended
She was
Nice
I knew
Different.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Njce poem. I like the theme