Looking through your eyes
A queen was born
In a crystal room
Under the wing
Of a butterfly
In an imaginary
Place
For the humans
Those who believe
That 'matter' is the
Only
Place
It 'come' and 'go'
The scent of your soul
Around a marble stone
Where your name
Engraved forever
Just as our song
Engraved in the mind
Repeating itself
Over and over
Loving you
Cannot be
But
More
And more
A queen was born
So close
So far
And nowhere
But
Within my soul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem