Death after:
In a decisive moment,
you abduct a
template.
Of insular world,
to explore
the ethereal beauty
of nothingness.
Melting like a big
chunk of glacier,
watching the civility
of a nude.
You will never
forget me. My alchemy
scatters,
the golden nuggets.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
watching the civility of a nude, good write.