for love to be true
it must be an open gate
the lover comes
and she may stay
and she is free to leave
when the love
is gone
and i shall wait
when the lover makes up
a mind of her own
to a love that endures
and no longer
held by time
a love beyond our bodies
beyond thoughts
beyond us
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem