Sun is burning outside
Mind is blushing inside
How you are in the morning
Feeling light as feather!
or harder as stunning rock?
Leaves are lingering
Flowers are leaning beneath
And I am melting
As cold as ice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Burining outside, melting as ice, true feel, is overt, thanks for the share