Love is what I seek
Love is what I need
But when I find it,
things become complicated
Love is what I grip
Love is what I give
But when I absorb it,
things become unpredicted
My love,
sweet is the image of your kiss
gentle is the image of your touch
tender is the image of your care
Mesmerize my days with a wonderful bliss
But my love,
all is nothing but a dream
a deep desire I wish to scream
buried down under my dim beam
And my love,
I will keep you alive in the frame of my world
though life will break our future road
Let me always pray to the Lord
that love will bind us before the final road
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem