Walk me through these feelings.
These your private grounds
hurtful-stepping, moaned through.
Engulfed darkly too.
And by one skied hand-flash
Sharp taunts, i'll make clear
The image, as it conforms
To passing hail storms!
Enjoyed the imagery. It is hard enough to walk through our own feelings, let alone with someone else.
Walk me through these feelings. hurt, moaning, love, a very fine poem . it has depth.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fabulous little piece of work! Appreciated the core of it.