the words that sould have been spoken,
echo in my mind.
a vision of your face plays before my longing eyes.
r tear of crystal light escapes the corner of your eye.
you reach for me, your ghostly aperation.
i reach for your for your hand, your fingers fade from mine.
words that should of been spoken, echo in my heart.
the words, echo.
a hope trapt in silance.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wonderful....just so wonderful..10 from me! tnx