The fear of not being loved
many can't take it
so they think
with closed eyes
they may meet
at eternity
these are lovers
nitty gritty
make love
to the one you want to
he will return
if not
'tis better he
in the fire of love
did burn
now 'tis your winning turn
let him to ashes return
as he does slowly extinguish and burn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem