The thoughts in my head curl and swirl
Through my head like smoke
As I raise questions
And ignite the fuel of possibilities
Though it's draining my energy to keep
That fire of stress roaring
Its flames are ignited in a caress of love
With its embers kissing and licking at my strength
But I know with all love comes stress
Without it there would be no love
And with all love comes possibilities
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem