love is sweetest
when it is all mixed up
with
lies and deception
truth and devotion
with all these
we become so real
there is no more illusion
that in some other ways
we have pretended
to keep this love boat sailing
there are sacrifices in some pretenses
in the spirit of keeping our dignities
intact,
how many times shall i tell you
that with you i can imagine a bright day
in the middle of a heavy rain?
love is not all love
it is also a resolve to love when love begins to fade
it is also to endure that lonely night
because i have to wait for you
it is also to lie that i am in pain
because i must love you till the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem