thoughts are racing in my head,
in these early hours just before bed.
what makes you love? what makes you feel?
i dont have it, what the hells the deal.
i want so much to find the one,
ive failed so many times im done,
if you want me come and find me,
just look around and there ill be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The aspiration towards love is touching and intense. You will certainly find what you are looking for Jeremy. Take care.