It hides from me,
where ever I may be.
Love has no face.
Nothing to sparkle, theres nothing soft to touch,
nothing that I`am allowed...to love back, so much.
The back of its head,
is all i ever get to see.
Thats why...Love has no face...to me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't know your intent, but my feeling is that it's true love has no face because it's embrace so many facets of life. think about a pure love, a love that has no gender, just the person you can't live without; a love that has no boundaries, just the act to protect it from life itself. thank you. Ilaria