If love is foolish enough
.
To think of letting go and holding on fast,
Then man is in
A position so tough,
A place so rough,
In an impossible task
If what we have
.
We can call love
What kind of love is it?
If what 's between us
Is friendship' s call
How had we come,
Got through it all?
And yet we see
Not eye to eye
We hear the words
But listen not
Our minds apart
Our hearts are one
We re in one sea
Two boats apart
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matthewedanolivernpalma-
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem