To love without being loved
to feel desire and be unwanted
to dream and chase such dreams
is a foolish existence
but one which must be sought
for a heart and soul seeks love
passion courts desire
and a hearts sings high volume
to the unknown beauty
where we sit upon the scales
of loves sweet blessing
what is to be shall be
and fate be damned
our destiny
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem