A screen over here
A screen over there
Though I never saw
That face
Nor a smile nor tears
Belonging to that face
I do not know characteristics
Yet its beauty I
Do see through
Loving words put up in
Lines, a poet’s soul inside
Questioning my heart
It does say
There is a place
For the one
Without a face
The one living
The first house
On the left
In a street I do
Not know and maybe
Never will, still
Since that somber
Day that writing
Voice touched my heart
I somehow do not
Feel lonely anymore
Light seems brighter
And the sky higher
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I would like to translate this poem
I stand at the foot of the ocean, and place a kiss on the leaving wave, i watch as it sails over distant waters, hoping it reaches your angelic face.10++