Petals, my lover
You have no idea how much I think of you
how much I wanted you
and need you
I imagine meeting you in a hotel
in a dark crowded lobby bar
sitting next to you in a booth
close to you
I imagine meeting you in a park
sitting next to you on the bench
waiting for sun set and the fiery sky turn dark
with you close in my arm
you have no idea....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem