You're not here
But I see you
You're not talking
But I hear you
You're not touching me
But I feel you
I see your deep eyes
I hear your to-die-for voice
I wipe your weeping cries
But my hands are not even moist
I could watch your moves for hours
When you're not even in front of me
Your compassion makes me a coward
It's you that works so powerfully
You're not there
But I see you
You're not talking
But I hear you
You're not touching me
But I feel you
very romantic you're a little young to be serious about any boy. Be careful my friend. But a beautiful.
What we can see with the eyes of the soul is powerful and evocative. A very fine write. thank you for sharing. Warm regards, Sandra
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I would like to translate this poem
This is a very beautiful poem. It truly reflects on love, and drawing comfort from love. Well done.