NI ALLWIN FOD HEBOT TI
(I could not be without you)
a blood soaked teddy
a single left yellow shoe
sirens sirens
night creeps about the house
candle in window
answers a star
your curls
a golden catcher
of sun
the stranger
who is crying
is my self
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stunning Dònall my friend