You live in his spirit
Years can’t get you out of him
Yet you don’t love him
It’s because he loves you
You live in his eyes
He touches you so good
And you love him
It’s because he doesn’t love you
Between these two
Choice is your enemy
But you gladly hugged him
The one your heart hell for.
That fire will consume your soul
And it might be too late.
My friend, you may argue today
But you will agree tomorrow.
True love is in the heart of time
It comes in disguise
Hidden in a rat’s rag
A rat’s rag we despise.
Do you want to know why?
Roses do not fruit diamond
You find it deep in the earth
The earth we excrete on.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem