Never show me
How you love
How you touch
How you care
Because if it's not me
Then I don't want to see.
Simple, basic, to the point and direct. Only in the form of poetry can our ideals be achieved. Nice work, Leon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Many of your poems I've read thus far speak deeply of loneliness. I love the simplicity of this one, though. Saying so much in so few words. Amazing, man.