My system is taunted.
I am in the realm of uncertainty
but only you can hold me back…
…and I am almost sure you don’t want to.
Will you ever need me again?
Am I your passion for the moment?
No love can develop.
No relationship intact.
Just a need that we have.
Two different needs.
Both, a far definition of love.
That is what I know of you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem