Can love endure through hours unend each day?
As clock in hand at glance seconds shall part.
Will time pass quick as love doth tick away?
Untamed a fire can spread and squire thy heart.
A-burn with flame a passion mane doth grow,
Around it fills within thy heart, to still...
This aching web surrounds but never shows.
So warm it feels then chars and peels at will.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem