He was madly in love with her
But, he wasn't at all ready,
Unto him the thought of a relationship not once did occur
He wasn't even prepared to go steady.
He could had loved her the way that she's never been loved
With his whole heart and not just a smidge,
His hands for a relationship were both ungloved
But, he still didn't want to join her on the bridge.
Love you must want and conceive
Because meeting on that bridge you need not to inspire,
You are not there to use or to deceive
And if you fall off that bridge, you're in fire.
For love you never have to work or convince
Or to work ever so hard to get someone prepared,
Love will make him feel like a true prince
And then only then for love will his feelings be declared.
Randy L. McClave
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem