I chose your lovely soul before
And with my tearful eyes open
I welcomed you through the front door
To my home, that felt so broken.
I choose your hands once again
This time with my eyes closed
Trusting that your touch will unchain
My mind from pain self-imposed.
I'll choose your love for all the time
I will have left to love and live
And I'll keep reliving in summertime
Once I manage, myself to forgive.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Kyritsis. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks