So here’s the twilight
Here is my heart and soul
This is all I ever wanted
This is all I’ve ever known
A lover’s embrace
To comfort me in the dark
A pale pretty face
On which to focus my loving gaze
Still searching for words
That could come close to how I feel
I don’t usually hold my tongue
And sometimes my eyes wander
If I had that voice, I’d just sit around all day.
Talking to myself.
Volatile
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem