Storm the way.

Butterfly storm on the way
Looking for a safe place
Your heart.

Roads filled with dry powder
Nothing more beautiful than a kiss yours

Stars could play with my hand
But none will be like your hair

Come to the moon, but I seriously
Sad that your not these

Away from the city, living in luxury
But sad about being alone without you

Nothing is as important to live with you

 

I'm so proud of you! What a noble effort to express the butterflies that you saw joined with your feelings.

Me encanto totalmente tu poema. Que sonrisa me has dado. Gracias Alexandro.

 

Thank you, I did that in English is the language that I speak now, 24 hours, you say hahaha. It is interesting, I like.
As your kisses on my soul.

Move on and give thanks for your comment arana1006

 

Es delicado y hermoso gracias por compartirlo,besitos,con cariño, Anamar.

 

Gracias anamar, por tu comentario y por pasar en mi espacio, que por cierto trato en ingles por que no es mi idioma materno.

Abrazos