Humming the bitter sweet song
kiss of longing coming to fade
my life spared and yours thrown
away princess Octavia
Here I lay next to your resting
place caring for you still though
you're gone from my tear stained
face
'Will you be waiting for me...? '
Still lingering maybe you'll come
back to scorned princess
come back to me...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem