Cast my Watch into the sea
To a life ever submerging:
Never finding will for air;
Raw Need never emerging.
I recall the end of time:
The minutes when we kissed,
But now I'm forced by time's design.
Our seconds will be missed.
For a nearly 18 year old young man, you have an amazing romantic tendancy....Our seconds will be missed! Wow....good night sweet Kyle, don't play up too long! off to bedfordshire....Tai
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such thing cannot be said with a kiss!