every night she waits
waits for her lover
hoping soon her love
he will discover
she gave everything to him
she loves him so
so she waits for him
he doesnt know
she longs for his love
his touch
if only his heart
she could clutch
for him, she will wait
her love is true
to bad
he hasnt a clue
maybe he does know
was she he kissed
but now chooses to ignore her
pretends she doesnt exist
one day
when she dies
then all will hear
his cries
he will miss her then
but it will be to late
he will be alone
his own fate
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem