Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2013
Og du
Planter blomster
I mine årer
Og hejser solen
I mine øjne
Du kysser mine tårer
Væk
Og efterlader din kærlighed
Hvor jeg altid har været kold
I am currently sitting at a small, dusty hotel room in Paris and I miss him so dreadfully and I am sorry that this is in Danish
jd
Written by
jd  in my memories
(in my memories)   
522
   emma
Please log in to view and add comments on poems