Love With No Reply Poem by Caco Coli

I Love thee but I hold upon my tongue,
My true words, thoughts art penal in my heart,
Love thoughts like wild white waves, kept in my dung.
Flood! Rains! O'Until my earth tear apart.
And blood on pure white cloth cannot be wipe,
Either washed away, time fades like love.
Doubt, fair art foul, goods art bad, love art hate.
Whence thee blind, and see not my true love?
Slain deer flee towards thy paradise,
Roses, rabbit, castle that thee adore.
Only survive in thy imparadise.
Like love art prefect, all secrets art store.
I shall not see nor peek, await aver
Answer. Till day I die, with no answer.