Oh to be
Enamoured with the idea
Of love
To risk the heart upon a fall
And state of mine upon a man.
What fools are we
The gentler folk
To think that we control a man
Because, to us,
To them we are bound
By a heart that breaks
But beats on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice lyric poem, lovely to read............