When younger, meeting a woman with heart so gentle and loving,
desires for one another building whenever we were together,
time intervened, we went our separate ways.
Each finding someone else, getting married, having children,
keeping in touch through the years, talking on the phone, our
love always lying in a corner of our lives.
Unable to be shared, living on separate sides of the world
now, often thinking of her and I, wishing we had never parted
so long ago.
Living in our little moments when sharing, realizing that we've
never ever left our love behind, it's still being silently held
in each of our hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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