I thought about you,
I thought about us,
I must have been
thinking of someone else.
Because when I held you,
felt the warmth of your skin,
where were you?
Once I reached for you,
tried to pull you in,
you held on just
so you weren't alone.
And when I kissed you,
felt your lips on mine,
where were you?
Thinking of someone else.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And when I kissed you felt your lips on mine where were you? Thinking of someone else where were you even when kissing..... very fine dear poet........ you are bringing in emotions through your words..... tony