same... but still....
your love taught me,
that poems are nonsense..
and life is the same as poems...
and all women are the same..
and you are the same as everyone else...
but...i still love you..
as a tree's color is still green..
and as blood's color is still fresh red..
and as the color of the sky never changed,
untill a rainy winter..
still loving you..
by: hazem02@yahoo.com
By hazem02
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem