i longed for words
words so special
words so magical
desires unfulfilled
but hope without measure
that a day will come
a day will come
when the sun will shine on me
and warm my cold heart
not money can fill this need
no measure can match what i mean
for words so pure so real
to love a little it may be
but what is love when put within limits
the mind speaks not for the heart
aimer suffit
to love is enough
all the rest is vanity
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem