Shining like the brightest stars
Warmth and familiarity dancing in them
His eyes were bright like the biggest star but so so deep, like the depths of the ocean.
I told him he's different,
He asked me 'how so? ' And i couldn't give a reason.
But then it came to light;
everyone else are merely words, while he is pure poetry.
Something was hiding behind his voice, his heart. Something that was waiting only for me.
He's the most astonishing piece of poetry I've ever had the honour to analyse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem