An early summer...
Do you remember?
All that we did? !
All the places we hid? !
I'd skip a stone...
You'd pull me near...
And whisper sweet words...
In my ear...!
Every breath that you'd take...
I knew my heart would break...
Harderer we would and did fall...
When we no longer had it all...!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a short poem filled with gestures, descrptions that give a strong impact. i like the tang of bitter sweet there.