There was never a first time
Without a subtle interest,
Without a condition.
You are a man, I am a woman.
You like beauty, I am attractive.
You like energy, I am all active.
You need pleasure, I am a treasure.
You want to give, you want me to receive.
You want to hide, you want me to believe.
You are strong, I am your essence.
Lost I fly, Lost I loose.
Lost I find, always an exchange.
Nature, Gravity, Destine.
I don't want to trade,
Love, Pure Love,
ONe day, Maybe.
When nothing else is left, just nature.
It seems that all is in balance - a men and a woman - two halves matching each other perfectly well... and when all is lost nature replaces it with its soothing power... Great write Blue Angel.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i go with Ola that Nature will compensate if there is no reciprocation; Great Poem Blue; god Bless You