Our corner was the place we first met
Under the balcony for shelter from the wet
Ruining the day that was supposed to be so great.
Cowering in a corner, you finally spoke up, telling me your name.
Oh, hello, i didnt see you there. Im kelly. Tell me, what is your game?
Ryan, is my name, Oh can't you see? I shouldnt be talking to you, for I am so lame.
Now we are together, hopefully forever.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
love in the initial stages are always in college corners and such plances a good poem.