And hey
the swirling and flaying
of your beautiful hair
delights me.
Child of the sun
please hold my hand
your soft gentleness
finds my heart
as no words can.
Listen to my eyes
and hear my thoughts
can you still
not be sure?
I long to hold you
and try to explain
these feelings
that even I
don't understand.
Stand close to me
and close your eyes
can't you feel it?
Brush your hair
out of your face
girl
I think I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem