Love poems for sale; they're slightly used,
And birthday poems for free-
Though slightly hexed by some old witch
(I think that would be me)
Come one, come all, now don't be shy;
These poems have lots of heart,
Even though they futile were
Back when, I thought them art.
Sterility is not a sin
In literature or love,
But no one wants the bastard child,
Though he kiss the stars above.
I am come to buy them all from the Rembrandt of love songs Have read a few and like them all. You really have the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful attachment to lean on all the lines, in other way i will say good arrangement and you conclude the poem perfectly :) LIke this much, it's not for sale right hahahaa _Unwritten Soul