The love that was once there,
with you i wanted to share.
Everything i had to offer,
lay out on the table.
All was there,
that i was capable.
My love was bare,
my love bold.
Your love for me,
felt nothing but cold.
You told me it was nice,
to have such a loyal love.
Seems as though you really didn't appreciate,
what we had to hold.
I cherished every second,
you cherished every tear.
How could you hurt me so bad,
when i cherished you so dear.
After all of the anguish,
and pain-staking nights,
the love of you is still there,
at no reasonable height.
Written Monday, March 31 Aprox.8: 42p.m.2008
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
beautifully crafted words.............and feelings...........