after the rain
drops from the leaking
roof
to the floor
as i lay sleepless
was mesmerizing
and i remember
that old love poem
which i
sent you
years ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Once upon a time, when the roof was leaking like this, on a rainy day, you wrote a love poem to your lover. Nice links. Incidents will often link us with our past in a stunning way. Flavors are never lost that way.