You can hide,
But I’ll find you.
I’m patient,
Burning to hold you.
My face buried in your hair,
Smelling your scent,
Feeling your neck,
Against my face…
Love and dreams,
I’ll find you.
The original language of this site is English. Please note that translators impact the meaning of the poems.
You can hide,
But I’ll find you.
I’m patient,
Burning to hold you.
My face buried in your hair,
Smelling your scent,
Feeling your neck,
Against my face…
Love and dreams,
I’ll find you.