Love's Painful Journey Poem by Sandra Feldman

Tell me how you feel,
Tell me that you feel,
The way I feel for you,
Every hour, every year,
Every minute, thru and thru:
Like a cloud that cannot rain,
Like an ocean white, not blue,
Like a winter on a plain,
Like transparency of dew,
Like the light that comes and goes,
Where it stops, nobody know,
Like the wind tied to a tree,
A deep pain you cannot see,
Tell me this and nothing more,
That you felt All this for me,
And that first you started living,
Once you gave your love to me.