Decades in a lonely town
that seems to have more gravestones
than citizens
has aroused in me the desire
to love someone with unconditional love.
I don't think it was an accident
that I saw her face,
I don't believe it was mere chance
that she discovered me or I discovered her,
whichever the case may be.
I feel like I've been tattered in the wind
and tossed aside for years without end,
and this poor girl has been a child
too frightened to cry.
Like an injured animal,
I think she might yet hurt me without intent,
but I've become resolved
that all is forgiven
before any sadness even falls.
2: 15AM 1-20-2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem