I stare at you,
constantly staring,
wondering, whats on your mind at that time.
Looking into those soft brown eyes
I wonder, who's loving you or
are you waiting for that right man?
It's only a picture I look at,
and it tells a 1000 words.
I dream about you every night and wake up to
see you smiling at me.
Thinking of how it would be if we were together,
but your to good for me.
So I will keep on staring, dreaming about you
and waking up to see your smile.
And regardless of how much I want to touch you.
I stop and realize.
It's only a picture
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very ethereal and sadly lonely, filled with want and desire that is never going to be realized, for your love exists only in a picture not your world of reality. Wonderful realization and poetical interpretation of love beyond one's reach. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn