Nothing
nothing
not a word
not a ryhme
not a movement of the mind
but I write these words of the passionate heart
of the beautiful body
of the invisible soul
nothing comes to me
I need a love
I need my time
I need a place
Stimulate
Procrastinate
I need my soul mate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is very beautiful, I love the way the poem is structured! Good job! : -) ~~Elya Thorn~~