HE wispers poison in her ears.
SOUNDS like a ghost she thinks,
or a love thats been twisted, and
bent,
HE gives her flowers, and a bottle
of red wine, and a moment of hope,
just a moment, only a moment,
then he stumbles out the door.
HE wispers poison in her ears......
then brakes free.........
interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....
interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
interesting, does it have another story to go with it........I want to know more....