Ive never heard the coo of a dove
but your voice I love.
Metaphors and flattery,
used again and again,
in my dreamers hope
to move you to see
that I want you to be with me.
How deep is the truth
of these words I speak
Has all this romanticism?
I would love you just the same.
With pen and paper I write,
The words of ink
Spilled from my mind through
the pen in my hand,
Words of my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bold and truthful poem of love. Certainly a creative way to win the heart of the one you love. I often wonder though, how often does it work? GW62