I dont fear Missing you.
Missing is not weakness
but a yearning to witness
That precious moment you feel
When love is real and still.
When arms hold close,
nose upon nose
Hands on shoulders
and others around the waistline
Roll into motion
And get in touch with your emotion
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'When love is real and still'.... there is no fear of missing someone you are in love with. Lovely poem. Thanks for sharing.