my beloved,
did i not tell you
as i wish
that you must understand
that i am a very
lonely shadow
but i could not have told you
that under the light of the
moon
i am also very lovely...
like a tree with
branches like
hands
birds come for
the night
to sleep and
begin
to build their
nests
on one beautiful
morning....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a lonely but lovely poem indeed....