Mijn schoonheid,
my beauty
Yafa Shelli
In which language shall I write you?
You, the one I would have liked to be
Tall, fragile yet unbreakable
My English is not good enough
יפתי
your big eyes through your glasses
Black, square, thick frame
I would not say you're Ellegant
I love to see your body dancing as you pour me a cup of tea
Green tea, no sugar.
Your long hands
Bright, searching, distant, cuiriuse black eyes
are your eyes black ? I actually think they are not
through your eye glasses
Big eyes,
I feel as if I am being interogated
I am being interogated
being touched and searched by your big dark eyes
Bright
my beauty
Yafa Shelli
In which language shall I write you?
You, the one I would have liked to be
Tall, fragile yet unbreakable
My English is not good enough
יפתי
your big eyes through your glasses
Black, square, thick frame
I would not say you're Ellegant
I love to see your body dancing as you pour me a cup of tea
Green tea, no sugar.
Your long hands
Bright, searching, distant, cuiriuse black eyes
are your eyes black ? I actually think they are not
through your eye glasses
Big eyes,
I feel as if I am being interogated
I am being interogated
being touched and searched by your big dark eyes
Bright