Heart, believe me.
That was just a night...
How fool it is for my mind
to linger his words this way;
to trace every curve of his lips
and to flip a shadow of his pretty hair.
Oh, how fool it is for my mind
to think of him this way.
Heart, believe me.
That was just a night;
and I became a fool forever.
what a nice poem! ...the experience...its emotions...and its lingering shades...a well written piece, Jane...i really liked...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what a cute poem many people feel this way and we want to force ourselves not to fall and believe but in reality we do ang cute kakakilig ten votes for this mabuhay