These are just things I will remember
Dancing in the rain with the rhythm of the
autumn
Little notes left on my phone
After u gone at nearly five in the morning
Missed calls in the sweet anticipation of
our through-night talks
Can loose your mind but in your palm
please keep my hand
Different dreams to the same melodies
These are just things I will remember
When everything that's left will be just
memories
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
" Different dreams to the same melodies "… nice poem. Enjoyed