In one dark moment
I began my descent.
I wanted only to love you.
So that was who I'd pursue.
I was so close
I thought I would overdose
on your smile, on your scent.
But wasn't that my original intent?
There, I was so willing,
the thought is oh so chilling.
You could have had me, if you wanted,
And there you stood undaunted.
You held your composure,
as I stood in complete exposure
wishing for nothing but a kiss,
but you denied me that bliss.
So ready to impart,
I offered you my heart.
But you refused,
and I felt bruised.
Now I'm left to wonder,
as I'm torn asunder.
Didn't you feel a thing?
In that moment of my silent fling.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem