your Beauty always keeps growing,
In my Heart!
and fills the air with sweet delight.
if I lost something that I never had,
it would be still losing never the same
from just a name, I shall remain
clinging to something that I never touched,
the Lady behind the name.................
Peace
Lovely warm and tender poem -- the last line is wistful too.....10 form Fay...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shows such depth of perception - - a lovely warm verse...... and 10 from Fay...