You are fond off me,
It shows from your cheerful glee.
I feel the same, though higher in degree.
Your watch me daily,
Through my inner vision I can see.
Dreaming you, I shall pass my life's journey.
You yearn to break free
And be in my company.
What's holding you back is family.
Love is spontaneous, now I agree.
When, where, on whom it blooms is a mystery.
So let's flow in this tide and later be sorry.
With time I shall be a mere memory.
You can live, as though all was a story
But that is not in my pedigree.
So come on and let's part with courtesy......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem