Love is Love
It comes and goes
It melts away
Just like the snows
Being like the snow
It must go because
Once your lovers
Desire for you dissipates
Your own love and desire
Must retire and melt away
That is how love is like snow
It never stays
And always goes
At least for most
I have ever known
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem