My love, 
I do 
apologize
for looking deep into your eyes, 
and falling for 
that honey hue
that made me fall in love with you.
Baby, forgive me 
when I say
that I could spend entire days 
against your chest, 
in your embrace, 
and still call it my favorite place. 
Darling, beg your 
pardon, please.
I never thought 
that you would leave. 
I'll clutch my pilllow to me, tight, 
and miss you 
each and every night. 
Remember kisses in the snow, 
and wonder why 
I let you go.
The only thing I meant to do
was never fall 
in love with you.                
There's such simplicity and honesty in your lines. |Beautiful. I have enjoyed reading your poems Thanks for sharing BB: O)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
In hindsight, love often looks like a stranger....what a lovely reminder you have scripted here. Your flair for capturing emotions, seemingly so personal an private, akin to the hearts of many. Good work, poet friend. PEACE