Poezja

Some times I wonder if God only knows
how I struggle in the depth of my throes
to find the right clear words to express love to you
while I do take destiny’s blows
 
and even if I say with all humility
that you are far more than dear to me
my words are totally stripped
as if from all meaning free
 
and yet I do still try to write
as to express my true heart I might.