Today I spoke of my love for you.
But you must have been away.
I talked of the stars
and how they seem to be so secure
in the Heavens
as my love for you.
But you must have been away.
I saw the lovely flowers
that had bloomed,
saying they bloomed
like my love for you.
But you must have been away.
I wonder when we are together,
if you ever hear me say you are my world,
because you are always in a place,
and always gone away.
You may never know of my true love,
my dear,
you may listen,
but you never hear.
You are always gone away.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You may never know of my true love my dear, you may listen but you never hear....Very interesting and wise composition you have made and shared here. Interesting sharing.10
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