There's something between us.
However, I can't name it.
I only know it's priceless
And can be bitter or sweet.
There's something between us
Though we both still disown it,
It's a feeling of sadness
When my heart weeps in secret.
And it brings joy and passion,
I love it and I hate it.
Like castaways on the ocean,
We wander about and drift.
It gives hope, light, or tears.
Invisible to the eye,
It's between us for years.
I know it will never die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sometimes the heart knows what all reality seems to deny.Very astute, Jolanta. Warm regards, Sandra