How can i move on?
How can i work on myself
it was in your eyes where my heart became at peace
it was my hand in yours that helped me through the scarey times
it was your lips on mine that made it worth getting out of bed in the morning
i will wait not far from sight
not far from mind until i can be in those eyes
i can be in that hand and be in those lips one more time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem