There's a place in my heart that's yearning for you,
Like a sweet tender rose that waits for the dew,
To bless it caress it like a delicate kiss,
A time of pure joy that's so sadly missed,
And I know deep inside that you'll never return,
So often I've cried for the love that i yearn,
I need you beside me but know that can't be,
I'm missing your love,
Please come back to me.
Jayne Louise Davies
Thank you all for your encouraging comments x So appreciated.
so the love is ever existent being; and out of eyes it seemingly out of mind; it's a missing term of feelings! nice love
"Like a sweet tender rose that waits for the dew, …I'm missing your love, Please come back to me."
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Jayne, on rereading this poem I must say it is ver soulful Bravo! ! ! !