Pleased to know thy name
Ought to know thou more
Yonder than what I discern
Into depths of the words, thou utter
Ought to have thee
Yearning to have us
If given a chance
What an eidolon love
Dear of mine
Thy muse can't deny
I loved thee from the start
Was true, was genuine, my love
I saw these pictures
Thine eyes looking unto mine
I said I was over it
And should no longer feign
Let the hope totter
Thine heart shall ponder
May destiny bring us through?
The depths of me and you?
Let us withhold it like this
As if we haven't acted like that
Unlearn the things we once had
Chase the life you wished to have
The end is ours
Or maybe not
But for both of us
This is enough.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem