He’s strange and gorgeous, in eyes lives cold aggression…
But when I look at him, I feel just hope and tender sadness…
I want to understand my dreams, my mystical obsession
And can’t stand lying in hot prison of this madness…
He’s cold but heart is full of stunning passion…
His strength and speed so mystify my dreams, no action…
“Are you afraid? ”- he asks. “To leave you? Yes…”- I whisper.
My feeling’s big! I can’t resist you…
13/10/2010
Silana, I think your feelings for each other border on obsession. These uncontrollable emotions are more psychological rather than mystical. It's natural in love as well. Regards and good wishes. Naseer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
another nice writting...lean back...stretch your fingers and let your thoughts flow...you can write Silana if you just let your hands take control of your thoughts...come on..knows you can bring out some longer writes that would dazzle....thanks :)