She did not like my love poem.
It made her sleepy, she snored
She didn't want love deep inside her.
Her heart cold as the heart of
a cold stone buried under Alaska
That never saw a ray of light.
How could she see the stars
in the sky with her lover?
When the eyes are shut for long
One must not open them suddenly.
Flashing bright lights can make you
lose sight permanently. Burn your retina.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem