Blinde Trust Poem by Reflections Sthanya

I am losing myself
feeling as a book in a shelve
missing my other 'I'
I cry because i have to say goodbye

I can´t explain my love for you
Just our souls know what we do
Missing your presence my ghost
Waiting our house by the cost

What i need i keep in secret
The message couldn´t be more direct
Hope to see you soon my love
Set free this dove

Face to face i`ll be sure
I know you but i´m insecure
I trust you and all this abilities
The world hides the facilities