For May:
A rare metal – hard to find –
You're worth more than all gold there is.
Playful like a kitten
Even when I don't want to play.
You annoy me and later anoint me.
To the heavens you take me
And bring me back a helpless child.
A day without you gets me wild!
With a kiss on my face you leave a smile.
Your skin that I love to touch
Your love I cannot have too much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem