I am such a silly fool;
Stalk I do your kiss.
Warnings never hinder me.
These thoughts wrap me in bliss.
'Heed to All, ' you ask of me;
That's something I can't do.
Hands might be quick to obey,
But what of my dreams too?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is an oldie Kyle? You been here a while it seems! Tai, wondering how I missed your work before, or maybe I didn/t?