As I walked away
With your heart in my hands
Mine was tortured
By your look of misery
My footsteps crunching in the snow
Each step taking me further away
Each step more than an effort
The right path is always difficult to walk
In the snow i will wait
At the foot of the mountain
Walking the base
Looking for a way in
I will circle for ever
For my heart won't relent
It will press me onwards
Looking for my secret way in
15 July 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A lovely written poem, four stanza's hoping, hoping that love with come.