Don't know what you are bout
But i have no doubt
That what i sought
Is in you wrought.
All is full-filled
All hurt's woumds healed
From those who'd heeled
My trust, my heart stilled.
Desire's fires had cooled
Betrayal's waters on it pooled
Why had i this been fooled
After all love's toils muled.
But i don't want to foil my mind
With matters now in the hind
Coz my heart might miss to find
Someone like you most kind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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