I am thinking.
That's what Im supposed to do.
Only the topic is
What is different from my task.
I am ordered to translate,
Words, or so they claim.
Yet all I can translate,
Is the feeling in my chest
When i think of you
And your smile.
And so I translate.
I translate the happiness,
Looking at you gives me.
I translate the euphoria,
That burns my thoughts,
Whenever you're near.
I translate the feeling,
Of comfort and love,
The picture of you
Residing in my mind,
Gives me,
When I think of you.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry, from the back of my mind
PoetryA collection of poems I write in my free time. No specific theme, but the title will usually say the theme lol. (No scheduled updates, will update whenever I write a new one because yea.) :D
