The moon has broken into two
You snatched away one
And got lost in the woods
Where someone was waiting
With other half to make it full
In the darkened night of trust
When he and you met to glow
As fireflies without a full moon
I simmer in the hot wind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
what an unique thought.. 'broken moon'... the title itself is very attractive.