A beautiful girl
Feels like running away.
Not with her....but alone.
To the great wilderness.
So forceful was her beauty.
Attractive to such an extent
That I felt repelled to go away.
Do I need to be seek what
Is hard to tell or find out.
Somebody would give a hug
And I would playfully say leave it.
It is not my cup of tea.
No no, I don't want to be.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem