world poetry
Look at me,
I would like to tell me in the face,
that your by my, already don't feel nothing,
that I'm not part of your heart.
Get closer,
and susurrame to the ear,
and tell me if you feel not, already the same,
tell me if not already yesterday's.
Your eyes,
already not launch me looks,
It seems that you did not stand,
I you in my heart.
Your kisses,
they are no longer those of earlier,
they are cold and distant,
and that causes me pain.
your hands,
not if you want to touch me,
being by my side not con
and my be your love.
You're what I want,
but you I no longer want,
and as you don't want to,
que te quiera,
I go with pain,
in my heart.
And tell me now,
Why has d?
world poetry
Look at me,
I would like to tell me in the face,
that your by my, already don't feel nothing,
that I'm not part of your heart.
Get closer,
and susurrame to the ear,
and tell me if you feel not, already the same,
tell me if not already yesterday's.
Your eyes,
already not launch me looks,
It seems that you did not stand,
I you in my heart.
Your kisses,
they are no longer those of earlier,
they are cold and distant,
and that causes me pain.
your hands,
not if you want to touch me,
being by my side not con
and my be your love.
You're what I want,
but you I no longer want,
and as you don't want to,
que te quiera,
I go with pain,
in my heart.
And tell me now,
Why has d?
world poetry