be generous with praises
i want to be appreciated
every now and then
be as gentle as a breeze
caress me like the morning mist
i long for tenderness
be acerbic with words
when i am stupid
be my strength when i am weak
be not fooled by my nonchalance
i care more than you seem to know
the image is just for show
love me if you dare
put up with my eccentricities
don't try to understand
just love me
like you never meant
for it to end.
A very nice poem, hope is somtimes thrust us to fulfil our dreams.
Good write-up. Longing for love...ever. Every human (animals too) of this earth long for love....but is it available easily?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem, enjoy reading it