I wrote a poem for you and saved it on the phone
but then it was deleted by mistake,
and you may never know how beautiful it was,
for,
of course,
you are more sublime;
u may never guess what I felt in the time of writing,
but it’s only
a little particle
of my thoughts about you;
you may never feel the rhythm of the verses
but you may feel
the beating
of my heart
and you may always know that I love you…
22.06.09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem