Your Picture
I look at your picture,
and what do I see,
your lovely face and eyes,
are looking back at me.
On the internet is where we met,
in distance and and age,
we are far apart.
But after a very short time,
you have crept into my heart
Good friends, now is what we have become,
a seed has been planted,
let us see what develops and grows,
this is in the future,
and this, only god and time knows.
Good friends look at each others and recognize perception of both souls. Friendships is precious they recognize. Looking at pictures they remember memories. An amazing sharing is done here.10..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Only time can tell. Well penned with nice flow and the poem lends a softness of hope. However, after watching the programme 'Catfish' on TV, I don't think I could trust an internet relationship without organising a safe meeting in a busy place with an option of escape up my sleeve lol.10+