It is drizzly today,
I'm wet on my way.
In hopes of meeting you
Without delay.
Please don't care what they say,
As I believe that someday,
Eventually we will
Melt all the fog away.
To the end stones would decay,
Then Angels might betray,
But darling I love you
And anything is okay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A sublime start with a nice poem, Yang. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.