the way the strands struggle in my fingers
and finds away to your eye
The missing piece of my identity
fills me misery with sighs
I command towards my blood
to feel the flowing of your pressure
so I could sail along your flood
'Cause I'm drowning on your pleasure
The way the earth rocks your steps
And vibrates towards my ankles
Radar keeps on beating the closeness
And time would grow the wrinkles
The sudden taste of flying
As I soar with you in the clouds
As if the breathe of angels
Kept singing anthems of our love
The luxury of your royalty
is the same as your abnormality
The crack of all the humor
beats as bad as you did before
I feel the country in me
As I sigh upon the heat
I was chasing after you
but you have always been the 'it'
I am in drought in your ocean
In winter of your deserts
I am feeling all there's left in me
And Know that It will never hurt
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem