behind
the rope,
the magnet,
the tie,
the nexus of heart atom,
or
before
the fire,
the thorns layer,
the indivisible circle
oh; I'm snatched for the middle of oval gall!
yet, I have to walk
together with your love
for the next world of the Sun
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem