There was just something about her...
Something mysterious and deep
Some sadness in her beauty
Something withdrawn
A deep secret visible in her smile
A cautious awareness of her charm
A conscientious approach to life
And even when she seemed so happy
She didn't want to smile for long
She hid her life's story
Like millions in a secret bank account
Unwilling to engage the curious world
And this made her so attractive to me
Like a challenge to be overcome
Or a riddle to be solved
I grew obsessed with this game
The game of chess
There were moments I thought
'This is checkmate! '
But I was always wrong
She was more
She had entered my soul and my dreams
She was my soulmate in a strange way
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem