His eyes had not changed, I discovered,
I could still find a glimpse of that shimmer,
I once there before, uncovered.
A sparkle that made me oblivious of time,
Where past, present and after, intertwined.
It always felt as if I was reaching deep into his soul.
And how much I loved that soul.
Whenever I plunged into its depth,
It felt as if I was right at home.
As if I was never anywhere else, but home.
And it surprised me to realize how handsome,
I thought, he still was.
How powerful still, as fore he was.
Even when that sparkle was almost gone now,
Or maybe just me, not able to distinguish it somehow.
But time was taking its toll on both of us,
The once dark hair now showing gray at radius.
It seemed he'd even lost some of its big mass.
Yet to me,
His beauty, couldn't be surpassed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
How it is to be in love and stay in love! What an endearing poem! ty for sharing it... Lee