i bet you can see me talk to myself
with dark characters writtm by a dark form
writing words. which speak of secret lovely things
i can tell you are reading my proclamation
to the empty cold world
my desire to give you love like a feast
of emotion and adventure
With a word you can utter now, we can fly into the sky
and discover this old world created for our amusement
We can point and laugh at the fools
Who know not this feeling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem