You can love me slow.
Lay on my chest meanwhile I play with your hair, slowly I’m trying to believe that you love me, when I’m trying to make my heart believe on whatever my eyes can’t see.
I kiss you on your forehead when I’m walking out from the door, I can’t be with you so let me close my eyes because I can’t see that this love is about to die.
Lonely cold nights into my life is just another normal day, because is just hard whenever you can’t see a way out from your own hell.
So go ahead you can love me slow even if your heart is not mine in this cold winter night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this is a very good poem... ......