O, my sweetness,
you
are my poem.
first, so distant
and
so rigid
but beyond the
strict
formalities,
and beyond the
form,
and the rhyme,
and the meter
lies
your inherent truth,
so glorious
in
its subtlety.
our beauty is
found
in the breakdown.
please let me live
in
between your lines.
Yes! 'Our beauty lies in our breakdown.' A very solid piece, wonderfully done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
this inspires writing