I wish I could love,
The man of my choice.
Searching for him with freedom,
Among all the other boys.
Never had to worry,
If he’s black or white.
The only thing I wanted,
For us to never fight.
Living with love and peace,
Crying for each other.
Every word making us strong,
Bringing us more close.
The look in his eyes,
Showing me I’m loved.
The touch of his hands,
Proving I’m secured.
Wish the skin colors,
Never made differences.
Life would have been so easy,
Without such preferences.
Then only love would be around,
With the only one color of the soul.
Sharing the warmth of peace in this world,
Showing that love is more powerful.
keeping those feelings of love under control in our soul. that is the key that i see in this beautiful write of tenderness, love, and delight.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Cathetel. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.