She is ever before me
Like the sky
Yet I cannot tell her how I feel
Is this not suffering
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I die everyday From the fire of desire From the sting of unspoken words Is this not suffering Is this not pain? longing, desire, passion, love .. thank u. Tony
Climb the mountain......swim the ocean......trek the distance.......just break the fear barrier, , , , ,
'She is ever before me Like the sky Yet I cannot tell her how I feel Is this not suffering Is this not pain? ' beautiful, when words will not come say it with flowers cholates jewellery, whatever she likes, or write feelings
How intreguing! There is an impediment I guess. Let no man put asunder, perhaps?