Touches and caress
long prayed by me
Well I know that only the echoes
could be with me
Fool I maybe
but I always pray for thee
from night to dawn
until the sun again hides to the sea
The wind could move my hair
and let it drift
Night could make me fall asleep
The trees could play beautiful musics
but only thee that could give
the touches and caress
I need.
Come back.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A good start with a nice poem, Drich. You may like to read my poem, Love And. Thank you.
thanks sir..i would love to