once upon a time there was your shadow
reflecting on the window
in the candle-lit room
with your neck-crushing embrace enveloping me
for moments i stood motionless
and began to dance to your love-wantintin tune
that sounds deeper and bitter
now in my soul
if promises were deeds you’d be dean of lovers
you and i know better
what has happened to my door?
what has happened to my yard?
what has happened to those innocent flowers
you touched and trampled?
once upon a time i was in your bosom
with iridescent blue eyes envisioning love
in your lust i was lost.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem