his smile rips my heart apart
it kills my soul
in this saffron dusk
we walked hands in hand
along the beach
our hearts said something silently
oue eyes exchanged the meaning of life
to which shore do we walk?
can we reach faster?
why this hurry?
life is too short,
let us sit here, be in moment
only you and me in the world
and none other than the big burning witness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem