I see it in your eyes, blank space rather.
It speaks what you feel;
Something you were hiding and couldn't tell.
It was a deep kiss but savorless,
Tang of love wasn't there.
Blaze of fire begins still couldn't tickle;
Feels like winter in summer.
You hold me tight but feel like a cuddle of a stranger,
It's not love but lust we shared.
The night wasn't over, but passion never there.
Where do the love gone hon?
Is there someone?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem