To my favorite shade of blue
no other sadness in the world would do.
Come rain come pain
your love will never be received in vain.
Come cold come mold
with you I want to grow old.
To my love on the other side
come with me and cross the tide
and in the loneliness of those who hide
in their darkness we'll confide.
Come eclipse come full moon
tell me you'll return to me soon.
Come breathless come dead
let our stories be ones unread.
To the holder of my heart
we are two strands of hair once split apart
by the end
of another's friend.
Come pretty come fate
you left without a debate.
Come treasure come hunt
you are all that I want.
Revisiting your poem. Congrats for getting it selected the Poem of the Day
A beautiful compromise call. May the Star soon come down your feet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
it's beautiful poem; nice to read; congrats for being selected the poem as POD