Why cant you see the way you move
effects my heart it skips that beat
you need the most.
You leave come back runaround the
other side of the track you like the most
it is a fact you run those rails you always have.
I love you still you make it hard to let you go
or take you back.
Why do you get so mad and think the mail is
from some one I know when it is not..
Still always suspicious about the slightest scents
when you know
my short cut leads me through the promised land.
Any way can you remember that you make it just
so hard some times to pull away from you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
GREAT POEM I CAN TOTALY RELATE