Like a tree trunk or a piece of wood
that is being carried along
by a river or the sea
and here and there bash
against rocks or the shore
and then again drift farther
I went through life
until we did meet
and I got resolution from you
and I do know what real love is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Knowing real love is a great achievement, thanks. please read my poems and say something sir .