We are...
nothing more than a feeling
love expresses in many ways
Male and female
born of a fertile egg
so our gift of feelings
choose their own way
We are condemned
for a minds decision
when our blind hearts
lead us astray
Within my spirit
there is reserved
a library of feelings
spaced and emboidered
with latent images
that only my heart can conceive
Louie Levy
(c) 1999
I loved the last stanza, within my spirit there is reserved a library of feelings spaced and embroidered with latent images, that only my heart can conceive. Shows that everything is unique, what I do not understand is why many people try to be the same.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We are condemned for a minds decision when our blind hearts lead us astray Within my spirit there is reserved a library of feelings spaced and emboidered with latent images that only my heart can conceive............we are nothing more than blind hearted people who care for nothing else then for forced decisions.... one must act with conceved thought in heart....lovely thought to be cherished al thetimes.. great write....10 read mine martyres.... bullket proof...territorial integrity