I have never loved someone like you,
until now.Shivered by the coldness
of the autumn's colours,
and frightened by the unyielding
flux of hours..
not a word was spoken-
and yet, now we are in love.
who would have thought I could ever
just meet and then love someone like you?
That moment, you killed my loneliness
and what once was empty,
was filled with a thought-
your poetry..
wherever was pain and struggle
you replaced it with joy,
taking all sorrow, giving hope...
you tell me this is my destiny; true
my heart only beats for someone like you!
So many stories I've hard about love;
your feelings simply glorify it
I feel it in each line,
you're generously dedicating to me.
why lie? We only love but once-
dreams are silence..
when we wake up, romance is
just a thorn inside our hearts.In an
instance we're so near, yet so far apart..
Finding love in someone specials musings, drenching in the love rain and all at once you woke to find for yourself that your romance is just a thorn inside hearts.In an instance we're so near, yet so far apart.. Punching lines of your read!
Shivered by the coldness! Nice piece of work with the muse of love. Thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We only love but once! A true confession indeed.