Play me a poem
sail me to sea;
but cross
your heart
before you play
with me.
I'll unlock the cabin
unjar the door
shwoosh away webs
sit cross legged on the floor.
Revival remembers
days of youth gone by
makes a pact again
not knowing why.
You can play me a poem
but it costs, you see,
you have to play nice
get real over precise
come away from your world
and just be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem