Can I hold your hand?
And show to everyone,
That you belong to me,
And I as well to you.
Can I sit beside you?
And smell your perfume,
Enjoying the scent,
Enjoying it all day long.
Can I hug you?
Maybe it be from aback,
As long as you can feel,
The warmth I have.
Can I walk with you?
Feeling the cold breeze,
Swaying our hair,
Where no one cares.
Can I sing with you?
Following your rhythm,
Blending with your own voice,
Making our own melody.
Can I dance with you?
As you lead me to the crowd,
Teaching me your steps,
Creating our own style.
Can I shout to the world?
While saying the three-letter word,
Coming from the bottom of my heart,
I love you, my sweetheart.
Can I sleep next to you?
And cuddle by your side,
Waking up the next morning,
With your loving face behind.
Everything I want to do,
Depends on that 'Can I',
For you are not even mine,
And dreams don't even know why.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dreams don't even know why. this last sentence was very poetic..... i smiled as i read it...... thank you my dear poet. your poetic sense is so fine.
I'm so glad that I made some people smile through this small thing. thank you for reading it. :)