a juice can make cream
if you only try
place your hand where need be
encrypted peace on dry land
I dance with thee
forward motion moves me righteously
I concur
I'm drifting beyond a place reachable
as heat rises
I fall
and you jump to grab my hand
candy cane twist
I like you're style,
and with you I spiral down
down I go
skip and scamper,
I dive deeper
and a pretty dive it is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like someone using heroin! Dom.......? ? ?