What binds your heart to mine,
Must be thicker than a bit of twine.
Must be sturdier than any rope.
Must be secured by more than hope.
Must hold steadfast against all the elements.
Must outlast the span of time and endlessness.
(c) 2016 Copyright Elena Plotkin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
now write one about lips, please. bri :)