Memories fade through time.
Most of the time you were so sweet to me.
You once said I was like magic and that I wasn't real.
Your enchantress
Do you remember my response.
I wish I was magic, I would change all the bad things that happened between us.
I must be real, cause I'm here with you.
Our first kiss, enchanted by the night.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem