I'm to shy to even come close
To shy to even look at your face
I'm always on my toes
When can I close this case?
To shy to speak
I won't to be your friend
Why can't I be meek?
I want this torture to end.
I dream about you
And wake up and cry....
Silently..
Quietly.
And no one knows.
No one even suspects
Please know me
Love me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
dear Anna, U write beautifully. I become a regular reader of poems. go on writing. But y r u shy? Read Andrew Marvell's poem To His Coy Mistress.... In going to write poems u must read a lot of English and British literature..