at the first meet
you made me devoice
I knew it's sweet
the choice
the way she makes
that cute puppy face
beat of my heart takes
a skip and starts to race
I love you
there's no doubt
making me just as new
you're beautiful inside and out
In her absence
beguiled me
by her fragrance
that I couldn't see
It's not the last page
nor the last essence
but the assuage
is transience
far from being a qualm
abating my dark passenger's voice
It's ensued from
the choice
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful choice at time to shine with life and love. Wonderful poem shared really.