loving you
is not to love the air
it is to touch the petals of a flower
to savor the scent and inhale it inside my body
to make you
a part of me so that anywhere i go i must carry you inside me
loving you is not to love the air
invisible
loving you is to caress your hair
lay my head in the comfort of your bosom
loving you is not a thought but a touch
loving you is not the future but my present
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem