turquoise blue hand mirror
princess and the mirror
mind filled with love.
Too much for her to take.
Something's growing inside.
she feels of falling in love.
millions of clouds coming the sky
cool wind touches the princess body.
raging thunder.
She was a princess of the night.
The princess of darkness.
I take a ride across the sky.
Drops down from the sky.
Those bear the night rain.
On sky he'll paint a wild wind.
cold wind moving the green room.
You can feel the shadow of a princess.
She waits for you inside.
Sweet love affairs.
princess long black hair touching the paint brush.
a poem written by an artist jrain
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem