I said:
'Tell me in
one word
what I should
know
about you? '
She said:
'I love you! '
I said:
that is three worlds,
not even three words;
I have been and still in there;
quiet
Lost
you are a world,
love is a world,
and I am another world.
sooner or later,
love's dust
will take over
my world and your world,
and I will loose
my word,
all my words,
and my own dictionary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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