I dont remember my beginning
but I'm sure I know
how it ends
Its what happens in between
I have no idea
I cant pretend
to know what pleasures
or pains
will deign to haunt me
once again
One can only roll with the punches
and smile when its good
this is most
commonly understood
that the past is always close
dwell with the bad
but live for the good.
The silent spell of love unspoken
The beauty of spirit unbroken
Intertwined minds as one
Love for love cannot be undone
Come with me, witness the dawn as it breaks
be mine, let us forsake
the world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem