thoughts crowd my mind... yet spill out not..
emotions swell in my heart.. bound in so tight..
eyes have a tale of their own.. leaving a trail of tears..
i always have.. i always do... and always will....my love never was a lie..
it takes nothing less than everything.. to fulfill the promise of love..
anything less is a charade.. a pretense... that i will never ever act out..
oh if you do love me.. come..
come to me now.. just as you are..
for i never needed nothing but you..
never wanted nothing but you...
do you have to courage to love me for whatever i am?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem