New love
I feel you
Full yet i starve
New love is due
Brave in the souls of worlds
Hate takes a breath i inhaled the late love we held
Forgotten yet i cry when i think of what could have been
New love your story i yet haven't seen
True love is but an exaggeration of the female cruel body essence
I dip into the blue ocean heart of the women of art
My heart dreams not being apart yet new love is so to me
New.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
o love lives here always as the new being! /// beautiful poem