Darling you, if in dream and open eye; I dream of you,
If in seas apart and lips apart; I darling you.
If I leak my red and let you be,
My darling you…
would you be dreaming me?
Darling you, if I ringed the brightest star,
Jail the lightest ray, or live in century bay
My darling you…
would you be thinking me?
Darling you, if on sky I wrote; I darling you
If without rage I followed your thread of age.
My darling you…
would you be loving me?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem