heart is light
smile with the thought of you
the soul like a butterfly sours and flutters
when thoughts of you drift by
Fleeting looks passed this way
sending the heart on a flatter trip
your voice, always sought for
to calm the flipping nerves
savour breaths of you to memorize your smell
but words come out in a shutter
whenever they are directed towards you
the body picks up in heat
and waits for a calm to cool off
meanwhile, shivers are not lost to onlookers
whould they know the need within.
July 25,2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem