true love

True love? There is something I want to tell you the audience I can't see hidden in the shadow land  I write for you and speak silently cosmic loneliness, unable to reach out to touch and to feel There are not many of you, my  fear of so many rejections make fun of my clumsiness, not having an elegant pen I escape into my attic room Dreams emerge and fade away I know she exists, and one day, I will tell her I love you and sound banal Let me dream dreams keep me sane to endure my pedestrian life  the silent tern in Finland's forest speaks of love