A Letter To Hong
By: Leo
I forget my tongue with you,
dumbfounded by your beauty.
These feelings are not new,
but I can only express in poetry.
The written word is my proxy
when cowardice strikes me.
Tell him why you cannot see
the future that we could be.
A incomplete poem I wrote for her. I lost the muse and cannot return to the state of mind when I wrote. As such, it will remain incomplete.
