For you my love, I keep weeping
With all my might and veiled warmness
The day I heard your witching voice
Fell for you in total delight,
Days and months in no time passed
To bring me close to the vital moment
Hid my tears in a half-bloomed smile
I sat and stared with swollen eyes
Hid my tears in a half-bloomed smile I sat and stared with swollen eyes the poem, we want in full
The reality in a scallop shows in life here For you my love, I keep weeping With all my might and veiled warmness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hid my tears in a half-bloomed smile..................The love wistful yet latching on to the love as coursed to weeping through swollen eyes, unique blazing the glory of love resourced in the plexus of might and veiled warmness., well penned as i recommend 10+, thanks for sharing