I would have embraced your scent for eternity, if given the chance to know you.
You treated me aloof, yet wanting me to care.
You drew me in.. so close.. yet again letting it unwind at unbelievable speed
I give up, your move King!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Love is often a game of chess. Thanks for sharing, Vonda