Shortly heading into the future, skating to rhythms of
life, leaving behind collectors of strife, as they rise
into the atmosphere, getting out of hand unexpectantly.
Looking cute, loving your style, reminders of the lasting
beauty of our souls as we two become one, trying to follow
you, but don't know where you went, you disappeared so
suddenly.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very nice poem...thanks