I am a poet
but poetry is not mine
just like you live in my poetry
but you are not mine
Love for you makes me wild
But soon dusk appears in my eyes
each movement you make
becomes a poetic line
My heart sings a song
But you never whisper back
Each time i close my eyes
i can see you still
because you are not with me
but you are in my heart
won`t ask you to stay
because you are born to fly
But remember to rest in my arms
when you are tired
Our love shall be stronger
than who are older
Oh Dear I have no gifts to offer
But i gave my words
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such a nice poem, Neptune. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks