it is said that love is blind
that the wise have spoken
but the fool know better
than the wise
the fool knows love can hurt
can cut you to the deep
whisper lies to make you weep
even make you wish to die
how many hold to love so true
to risk the pain of knowing you
to feel the joy and the passion
all for love without a promise
thats the truth that a fool would
know but a wise man would
shy from.
love hurts it is so true
yet love can heal with
so much compassion
if you just but take the
risk of letting your passions
run then love could be
just for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem