I would waive the fifth just to defend your name.
Not just because I hope you would do the same,
but because I would rather watch myself dying,
than to even imagine you crying.
But I can't even ask you out
because I'm afraid of the awkward silence,
would make me go down with my lights-out.
So what I am saying is I won't risk it because I don't have the valiance.
So now I just wait for the time my cowardice decides to leave,
and then I will explain to you how I feel.
With more emotion than Shakespeare himself could try to perceive.
This is that time where I finally get out of my lonely ordeal.
Because you're in the spotlight to stolen,
And my heart is only getting more swollen.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It's lovely; not many guys express how they feel. Nice job