seep, tears cloud passion
joy-making fondness
liquid dreams
fattening bits of sweetness
love's an illusion
when you're in love
the further away, the better
sing, notes drip slowly
feet-pounding daisies
oceanic views
descending supplies of dandies
sight's an illusion
when you see clearly
the closer you are, the less you see
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Stan...very profound and true and beautifully put. Only thing is that we forget this everytime we are in love or we see something.