This weekend, this afternoon
so dark as the moon
the sky is near and so soon
the eyes bleu and green turn black moon
and the idea of life gain trust for all who want
her inquietude provokes me, and i, what can i do?
the smile of her is so beautifull, what can i do?
maybe im dumb, maybe im stupid
i cant get the rigth mood..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
such a romantic guy! !