The OFF switch, I really wish I could find,
And erase all thoughts of you from my mind:
I don't mean forever, but just for a while,
So I can ditch my frown and regain my smile.
Wherever I go; whatever I do,
I find my thoughts soon turning to you;
Of you, in my mind, there's always a trace:
Whatever the time; whatever the place.
Even when I escape for the night,
Thoughts of you never fully take flight;
They hang around and won't leave me be:
From these thoughts, I can never break free.
I seem to have a lot on my plate,
And, on other things, I can't concentrate;
With thoughts of you, my mind is consumed,
And, for other thoughts, there seems little room.
I wish I could leave you behind at the door,
But thoughts of you are at my mind's core:
They twist and turn, spiralling round -
Silently circling, not making a sound.
If, only for a while, I could clear my mind,
And leave all thoughts of you far behind,
My heart and mind would feel really light,
And I could sit down in peace and enjoy my night.
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