and too open it with one key;
the two sides round and smooth,
and moon is bright upon the toe.
here it rose to face under the moon
and moon and face, both revealed.
how one arrow strait and true, between
the deep shadow did pearce, it through.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cupid ain't so stupid and not such a bad shot either huh? Love is the drug to heal such a wound. We can deny her, but love is no liar. Smiling at you Tai