Is the reality of love
Nothing more then a cruel joke
Played on us by god
To plant in our hearts
This beautiful weakness
Oh sorrow in the soul
Your tears in my eyes drowning
Me under the longing for more
Oh the saddness I suffer
Of the lost beauty in my life
That you bestowed upon me
For the season of being
In love with you
My heart heard the desire
And is forever that I meet you
That you met me smiling
With the gladness of such
A wonderful future
Of knowing unknown
Days ahead and where we will
Be lead if anywhere
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem