You are a song, untouched by singer's tongue,
I will not hum unless you want me to sing.
You are a book, unread to the myriad readers,
I will not peruse unless you want me to read.
You are a tale, no one has ever told or heard,
I will not spell a word unless you want me to narrate.
You are a gift, that is still untouched,
I will not bare unless you want me to unwrap.
You are a mystery, that exists unresolved,
I will not persuade unless you want me to resort.
You will always be embraced by me for what you are my friend,
I would not seek answers unless you want me to comprehend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem