We know so littel
about Love
and yet
so much
at the same time
We feel it,
we see it,
we try to touch it.
It's pointless
because in the end
we still remain
clueless...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We feel it, we see it, we try to touch it. It's pointless because in the end we still remain clueless... what a sweet tiny poem is this one.. professionally done and it make me think that there is a rich poet hiddeninside and let his to come out and write much..rich ideas..innovation is your stye..well doen..10/10