I find many darker poets surfacing
poor stamina to face adversity
take not to heart of that you wouldn't know
nor care to
be the elixir of romance
promote love and dance
see in my dream last night
she came running hugged me tight
she was always in broad daylight
wanted to be someone's wife
maybe mine
She left after a long night
smiled dripped
how I wish you were mine
My eyes wide open by now fully awake
she flies as does a Queenie honey bee...
Will come again another night
will wait for me
thee
SHE LOVES LOVE DAY ON TO NIGHT SWITCHES OVER TO DREAMS LOL
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
THANKS ALL FOR THE READS