I wish, I was near,
I wish, I could hear
And live through it all.
Regret and despair,
For I am not there,
It isn’t my call.
I wish, I could witness
Your beauty, my Princess,
Without and within.
Bad luck and misfortune,
The life is a torture,
When you’re not in.
The very existence
Is worsened by distance,
Apart and ajar.
One more thing to mention:
The patience is questioned
When you are that far.
So bright and expressing
Your smile is a blessing
And changes it all.
Explicit and naked,
I wish you could make it,
We would have a ball!
I liked so much this novel, so I liked especially a poetry which was located in the middle of the novel
I hope you can make it
We will have a ball
Комментарий by Nermin Heshimova — 10 января, 2015 @ 12:35 пп
Splendid!
Комментарий by vikulja — 10 января, 2015 @ 7:39 пп
I wish you could make it
We would have a ball…
I liked it
Комментарий by "Zaira" — 10 января, 2015 @ 8:01 пп
Очень трогательно и чувственно!
Комментарий by Nazrin — 11 января, 2015 @ 2:00 дп
Too high can’t come down..
Losing my head spinning round and round..
Do you feel me now..
Комментарий by Mehriban — 12 января, 2015 @ 7:49 пп
The life is a torture,
When you’re not in
🙁
Комментарий by Морская — 19 января, 2015 @ 10:35 дп
The patience is questioned
When you are that far.
Good!
Комментарий by rl — 26 января, 2015 @ 12:29 дп