you must not know
the secret of the bats,
do not insist.
for you to love me.
so here we are in the
darkness
for us to love,
we must rely only in
the power of our voices
against the walls of this
cave.
do we really need light?
do we miss the voices of
the crowd
outside us?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem