My attention your attempting to hold to see you
Blinded by your presence I feel unaffected too
Your eyes desire affection and time in me
Mine indifferent, tragic, and so weary
I see you and your life through your eyes
Only for me to hide behind mine with goodbyes
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
perspective in human terms. Thanks for sharing, Krista. Peace