Deal, real!
Dealing with the muse of your love;
And, with the resumption of your emotion.
Love!
To top it with peace and joy;
After 8 years in your land.
Be, bee!
In the middle of the night;
Viral,
Deluge,
Relish,
Like a palanquin! !
But, not all that glitters is gold.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem