So you want me to write a poem.
Why?
Oh, so you can get into my mind,
Know my inner most thoughts and
Trample around inside my head.
Go write your own poem...
I'm busy weaving halos for those imps
Of hollow dreams.
This is a poem you say...
I had hoped you wouldn't notice.
October 7,2009
7: 50 p.m.
We cannot help.. but notice.. how you dance.. around.. inside our heads.. like dreams...iip
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A new twist. Amusing. I like your sense of irony. I am wondering just what inspired you to write this poem. I can feel the burst of emotion.