One
rose wilts
in the corner
among
the fragments of
stars & moons
dusty like
talc
While
cherubs embroider a
wedding dress in
the twilight
the thread
dyed
black
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
nice poem the stories the constellations and colours in forming stars and moons can tell us in amongst all that black space, very nice :)