Alone,
breathing in
the scents of you,
still fresh against my skin,
chameleon eyes changing inside
the memory of the last kiss,
electric,
pushing me into this,
fear of losing something
I dont possess,
n i would love to love you,
press my body against yours in the darkness,
or rise with you against the morning sun,
This morning in the pool,
against the corners of my eye
i saw me n you smiling into old age,
painted into a great family,
dancing in the water,
n part of me is drowning,
fear doesnt breathe well against love,
yet i am still on the edge peaking over,
wondering if you will catch me...
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