Sediments of uncertain feelings
of you
incubated inside me sterile
and broke out in violent rashes
of impractical unreasoned love.
Then I,
cartographer of unwieldy terrains of passion,
lost her way in your winding labyrinths of desire,
An eternal wandering exile,
I became a settler
on the fringes of
your forbidden land.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Good poem. Keep it up.