Poem – 27
I have fallen in love.
I don’t know why
It is the magic of thyself
I have forgotton myself.
You say your skin is dull when you are near.
But I say you are a beauty as you are dear.
Perhaps you don’t know what is true.
But I trust there is none like you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Superb poetry frnd Excellent amazing The magician of words