If love was to calculated
I would have failed with numbers
If love was to be seen
I wouldn't have felt it through my slumbers
If love was to be heard
I would've took off my earphones
If love was to touched
it would've moved me from the bones
If love was to be smelt
I would've sniffed the nectar
If love was to be chased
I would've ran so far
If love was to be tasted
I would've been its drunk
If love was not for you
I would've been a punk.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very clever analogy of all the shadings of love. I enjoyed this. Please write some more