Friends or secret lovers,
which shall it be.
My how the years have flown,
since I carved our names,
and we kissed, under that old oak tree.
A lot of water under the bridge has past,
but the fire in my heart that you started,
was made, to forever, last.
So come, take my outstretched hand,
and lovers, and friends we shall be.
For you,
I will always love, for all eternity
Tango.
Friendship and romantic love coexisting in a relationship is the height of bliss. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing and do keep it up. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
So Beautiful Tango- I in misguided hope wished that someone would write their name above mine on a tree trunk.....'years have flown, .... the fire in my heart you started.... lasts for all eternity ' Really an emotional write - Well done
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I think we all have had a lover that is now a friend but we humans love to hold onto everything that touches our hearts and so that friend will never only be a friend. A Fine poem :)