I kept dreaming
And leaning
Against wall
To wait for her call
She was unimaginative
And really black and native
She had fascinated me from day one
I had decided to have her and none else
Her face creative
And really impressive
Full of innocence
And lovely to glance
Such fine character was away
I was swept by her sway
Even though she had promised
But I really missed
Her words were knocking in ear drums
I was looking around turn
She before my eyes
But soon went to another form when I tried
She is in full embrace
As I lean over her face
She speaks nothing
But offers me everything
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I kept dreaming And leaning