Watching love grow in another person, seeing his love grow
exponentially through the years, yet afraid to admit it
out loud.
Expressing it though in every caring act that he does,
appreciating, accepting his love in caring and thought-
ful expressions of his unconditional love.
Wondering if he'll ever admit his love openly, so we can
finally be together at last, yet feeling his love so in-
tuitively is transcendental and sublime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You are lucky to bask in glory of an unconditional silent love. Stay blessed. Expressive writing.