Try to compensate me with your psychological notions,
For i am virtually lipless in this game of love;
But if loving you was wrong then, i don't want to be right.
Testable! !
Like the scare of an inchoate;
But incisive as it is,
Try to compensate me with your psychological notions.
Thomalla my friend,
Do you feel the same as i do?
For i am vuirtually lipless in this game of love;
But if loving you was wrong then, i don't want to be right.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thomalla my friend, Do you feel the same as i do? For i am vuirtually lipless in this game of love; But if loving you was wrong then, i don't want to be right. I wish you write a few more lovely poems like this.