So far away, you are my love,
yet I can never hear your voice.
Beyond my walls and lost in time,
I still cannot revoke your choice.
And I would never have it thus,
for truest love is not a toy.
And still I wish there was a way,
a hidden bridge I might employ.
Though I cannot caress your soul,
yet I would hold you for a time.
But in the bond of poetry,
there is a hint of the sublime.
And so these lines contain a plea,
an echo on the wind that calls.
It prays that you remember me,
beyond the time when silence falls.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a sublime piece. It touches the core of reader's heart. This is an absolute 10 for me. Great expression.
Thank you so much. I am very glad you liked it.