You cannot see me
but I can. I know, it's so
embarrassing for you –
the syndrome of a keyhole.
But take some time –
and you will see me.
I hope, the time –
it will be merciful to us:
no death, no bloody
sacrifice is needed.
Take time –
and you will see the Beast
whom little Beauty is
so much in love with
and who is mad about her.
Take time...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem