Electric pulses
Throbbing in my mind
Do you think that I don't notice,
that I'm blind?
Yes, you. The one I want to hold onto.
The one with eyes so blue,
with hands so soft,
My heart is aloft
Just one little touch
is all I ask for
But then-
Just one would leave me longing for more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem