When once freely we talk
The feeling is gone
When once we saw one another
Excited we feel
Now though we still see each other occasionally
It not as excited as before
We seem to have much to say
and yet can't seem to say it out
As if we need something or other to start
When we have warm up to one another
It time to go, not like before from the moment we met
to the moment to go lots can be say as freely as we can
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sincere write indeed! ! ! You express it well... God bless! -Pink Butterfly-