I shall write and I shall sing
and when I finish, not a thing
that's sung or said
will ever compare to thoughts
in my head.
For these thoughts are more
than words or song.
They encompass how I yearn and long
for all the love I have for you
to be returned to me eternally.
Just as the dew returns each morn
and never leaves the grass forlorn.
Still I shall write and I shall sing
and know full-well that everything
is centered in my love for you.
For this, my love, is what I do.
The flow to this poem was so dope that i thought it was a lyric! ! Loved it! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
good! I have seen a cycle how everything works in my world!