The natural pull of gravity
I close my eyes in reality
Anticipated by the ardour you show
It's nice of you to let me know
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
It also helps to explore and wonder
When coldness fills the air
There is no friction that we share
It seems impossible to ever meet
Let alone to hear you greet
There's no other way but to believe in fate
Maybe someday one of us will open the gate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem.Keep writing...