The sunlight,
An unyielding blue sky,
The drowsiness of saltiness of the sea,
And
My skin, my lips, and guts in a bottle of water.
The wild darkness of the night,
The cold thorny hair pushing against my skin,
The Northern light, and
A fainted form of ice
Arouse me
And take my life.
Her eye is
Still and island
That catches both
Me and The sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem