ginger has been half consume
salad bowl were being replenish
when we step by receptionist
usher was rushing us to alleys
dark enough that i have to slow
later i get use to wall lighting
happy face rise from their seats
welcome me with hugs and kisses
like haven't meet in few months
i love to record images; dim
trying to find good ISO to match
finally got close and has flash
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem