Begins a whisper;
Somehow becomes a perfect prayer
Alone when thoughts are only there
A beating sound 'such that, ' one can hear
Ever slowed whenever, is not shared
The days are never what they seem
True love beyond love's inner reach
A promise made she'll always keep
Placed aside for endless, make-believe
Sometimes a wish should always be
Nothing more than what a person needs
If only one had faith beyond belief
A wish of love would always comfort thee
(02/15/2019)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem