when we make love
someone surrenders
it could be me
at the prelude
as i promise you
my thighs and arms
my everything
you pretend you
believe me
and you take everything
i have
i pretend i have nothing
left
even my dreams
you shall take them
even my last hope
you shall have them
when everything is over
i give you the last kiss
i leave
you with nothing.
you surrender
pretense
i take with me
your truths.
you will say
you love me
now it is my time
to say
i don't.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem