We are under lock in the air tower
all together
invisible and visible
in and -
count of lightclouds
is replaced by count of rainclouds
eternal thoughts
incision of days on water
I'm hearing footsteps
clatter of keys
my companion is turning to me
to say
storm
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I would like to translate this poem
under luck under air tower. good poem. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.