My heart is sore with fullness
When I see the color of your eyes
Blue, green, whatever color
When I stare in your colorful eyes
And look up high
I want to be so bright
That I want to fly
And even touch the sky
My heart is sore with fullness
I'm lying on my bed telling myself to make my dream come true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem stephany yea me too i like it