Warmth you bring
Comfort you give
But without romance
I choose not to live
Caring and dear and
Kind of heart
But what you offer
I cannot start
I left what I had in the past with hope in mind
For the fairytale future
I seek to find
And no matter how sweet
Or dear you may be
The future I seek is not with thee
So part we must
As I long for more
Something you have not to give
Yet I so long for
Dec 2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem