The curve of her lips
the flash of her smile
I go back to work
be it only awhile
Before she is back
and my mind is away
to somewhere I long to be
on some other day
In some other place
at some other time
where I can just hold her
and she can be mine
Countless times a day
this trip I take
to see her smile once again
then only to wake
I linger there now
with her in my arms
gazing in her dark eyes
mesmerized by her charms
A kiss from her lips
the caress of her hand
keep me returning
although I understand
And realize once more
she can never be mine
except in some other place
and some other time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
aww...how sad, but very romantic anyway. thoughts well expressed, good job! :)