Not long now before I finally depart
But already I feel there is a vacuum in my heart
Filled generally by your warmth of giving over the years
You were one of the few who genuinely cares
Equally understanding the complexity of my soulful mind
A soul mate like you will be hard to find
You gave me this rare space for me to grow
Allowing my jigsaw thoughts to sometimes finally flow
Romance was never an option of mutual pursuit
For we both knew that would be a risky route
Killing a friendship that has grown from a chance meet
Proud you blossomed into one of the pillars on Fleet Street.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem