You, yes, you.
Listen up before you leave.
I could love you in darkness.
I need not see the indentation of your hollow cheeks.
Or the sharp lines of your chiseled face.
I could love you from a distance.
I need no stretched conversations.
No words. No reassurances.
I could love you, skin and nerves apart.
No subtle kisses.
No hugs nor sex,
No pull of physicality.
I could love you in silence.
I can read your ocean of thoughts,
I'd reach your mind.
Like light waves,
Through vacuum, intergalactic space.
Your heart and a starlit night.
I could weave fantasies and live them with you.
Ink on parchment.
Green born from yellow and blue.
We blend, to create.
Unseen, yet existential.
I could love you without expectations.
No bonds of marriage, no worldly responsibility.
And most importantly, no monetary benefits.
I could love you without your knowledge.
Without anybody's knowledge, as a matter of fact.
No rules, no laws, no religion has to approve.
I could love you even when I love other things.
A tad bit more maybe.
Because you are mine, baby
I'm lost in this transcendental force,
An astronaut stranded in space-time.
You must think of this surrealist confession,
And mock at it's poetic progression.
But know, these aren't words of leisure.
Weirdly, they prove,
Execution of man's uncontested emotional freewill.
You, yes, you.
I could love you anyway
Unseen! ! But, yet essential with the muse of love. Nice work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is better to have loved and lost than never have loved Tennyson