To you I would surrender
And take down the wall
Pour out my heart
Just to see if it would fall
It seems no greater a distance
Have I found to suffice
To hinder this feeling
I harbor to entice
The restless excitement
Perils of indecision
Trapped beneath the layers
Together forming my prison
Hidden by walls of words
Bound by bars of sight
All that come to life
When concealed by the night
I die to speak
To finally reach out
To let her know
I can't do without
These secrets of sort
I must keep to me
For those who don't know
That's all that they see
SO MY LOVE FOR YOU WILL NEVER ENDS
IN THE SUN LIGHT BUT ITS DARK LOVE
WHAT I FEELING LIKE...
RAYMOND HARRIS JR
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The only gift greater than poetry is imagery... You've nailed it.