Last night we made love...
It was my first time.
How beautiful it felt,
To hold your body close to mine.
You crushed me in your arms,
And I was not afraid.
Fear did not shadow,
The love that we made.
After it was over,
You looked deep into my eyes,
And spoke tender words,
I know now were lies.
Now I sit here alone,
Pain stabbing at my heart,
For you never really loved me,
And you are not sad that we are apart.
i liked this one a lot, very interesting twist at the end, never saw it coming :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
marvelous indeed