what is it you want from me?
you want me to fret and cry?
to scream and shout?
or to tell you it's ok?
I want the San Francisco Sun
I want you to pour me Perrier
I want us to shout as one
Let’s just share
it's easier for me to leave
then listen to your riddles.
i want our hearts to meld again
to be one again, don't you?
As much as I want the summer,
The rain seems to consume her.
Our hearts are still together to a certain degree-
But its time to move on, that’s plain to see.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem