I feel you in the sunshine.
Your scent
Fills the garden of a memory.
And I always find
Your eyes in the dark.
I feel you next to me
But can't touch you.
Only through
The song of a lark.
I have tried so
Not to love you.
Forever in vain.
I still hear you
Calling my name.
Your voice
That sweet echo of pain.
Burning passion
You never can tame.
Now a lovers concerto
In the rain.
I see your face
In rainbow and sunset.
Colours run without trace
From a canvas torn.
Yet,
The ambiance of a final dance
Is lit by a moon of blue.
I have tried so
Not to love you.
Forever in vain.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
moved by his romantic talent. Very beautiful and touching! ! !