“Grant me your time, your sweet forgiveness I need
to proceed, grant me the right to conquer and possess
the love you showed long ago” – It is all yours, fresh and
new, it has always been, you can own what is yours by rights,
you cannot lose what has always been and will always be yours
by default
You knew my love would last, you knew I would always
be there, now I can confirm, it is true, you were right,
absolution is yours from beginning to end; bring into
fruition, destroy the despair of the past, you can
conquer and possess, time did not make
anything less, but
Time did allow love to mature, ripen and sweeten –
embrace and enjoy, everything you have ever dreamt of
is yours to claim, I fit into the crook of your arm, you said though
not a beauty; I was perfect for you, I don’t mind your opinion of me
as long as I can see you still want to be the lover you once has
been - I could not
Let you then, not being sure of who you were, or who I was,
all doubts are past, you have proven yourself a soul-mate
of mine - it is all that does count, so up and away…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem