We passed in the corridor,
Just for a few moments,
A polite ‘hello, how are you? ’
And an automatic response.
Then you were gone,
But in my head you were still there,
Caught up in a daydream,
One where I, the lovelorn poet,
Had finally discovered his muse.
Then you and I were together
Talking deeply beneath a
Diamond-filled night sky.
I sigh, as I return to the real world.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem