Allow me to swim your way
and cast aside morning's ablaze,
these weary fins will controvert pain
for even one's simple name
A vision such as your own
is rarely found but near a throne;
by Royal decree as often spared
to enchant therefore my stare
But a human being in which you are
engraving an arrow within my heart
Teary eyes are turned away;
no longer a reason in which to stay
A useless swim in lack of pride
forget the evening's sunrise
One look back helps one win
to only notice My Love with fins
no waste of words.......astonishing......'one look back'! ...........10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very enchanting poetry my fallen.im fallen into pieces already! ! !