Incessant an tearfully thinking of all that I've lost
in life without your love.
Not knowing that you were looking for me so long ago,
throwing away your chance by not coming to America.
Had you come we would've met, fell in love at first
sight and been married.
There's no doubt in either of our minds, we know it
intuitively in our souls and hearts.
Now we are miles and countries apart, just writing of
our love to one another through poetry.
Hoping to one day meet, becoming one in love, both
treasuring secretly and cherishing it in our hearts.
Blossoming through every conversation and poem being
written to one another through the years.
Precious love found, just waiting for the moment when
it will be fulfilled thoroughly at the end of our lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Becoming in love and hoping to meet one day seems to be very amazing in life. Wonderful poem shared....10