At the first,
First glimpse of your face
And cursory eyes
With which saw you,
I fell,
Fell into love,
The love of yours,
Going dragged to,
Getting pulled,
At the first,
First glance of yours.
Say, do you love me,
Love me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a great heartfelt poem on that first ever so important glance of a future love. Love the description of the pulling towards and dragging away of the eyes as we try not to stare but can't seem to help ourselves. Hit it perfectly!