You have never felt, true love,
So, you hide your confused heart,
Keeping something else first,
Always an excuse, and afraid to start.
Only wanting someone,
For what they have, or can do,
Not knowing how to totally commit,
It started as a game, now it controls you.
You have been given more,
Money and material things,
With freedom, still afraid to learn about true love,
Never opening up to the feelings, and peace it brings.
Take time, learn to give and accept,
The feeling of love in every way,
You know, where it has been waiting, to be near,
So many good memories, to expand every day.
Tom Maxwell © 09/14/06
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Love is da bomb. Without it everthing explodes