I believe that none could love you
quite as deeply as I do;
And yet I often fail to show
the depth of it to you.
I vow to do the little things,
to show you every day;
But one thing or another
seems to get into the way.
I pledge to be more open,
to have courage and be strong;
But some how fear takes over
and then everything goes wrong.
I dream of perfect love for us,
and hope that it will be;
And yet I end up giving you
a less than perfect me.
I want to be much more for you,
be everything you need.
I hope and seek, beg and pray
'Change me Lord! ', I plead.
You are the only one I want.
It is for you I yearn.
I guess, my love, there's still so much
that I have yet to learn.
I cannot give perfection,
but this I promise I will do -
I will spend my life time learning
how to give my love to you.
I really liked this one! Good flow with a rhyme that did not seem forced! Thanks, roshni.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hi pritisha very fine lines amid the caccophony of me and mine...you are all give...thats the pure love stashed in some museum of standards..long since forgotten liked ur lines...beautiful...its atenner cheers