still searching for the letters of calligraphy
spread in papers with ink.
where the brillante form of heart
and beyond which a study of four letters is eternal.
who's heart split it a part?
the L, the O, the V, and the E
in four corners of the paper.
then tried to join the dotes like joining a constellation.
looking, adding a meaning to the word L.O.V.E,
would give me a 'lifetime-of-vivid-euphoria'.
that's eternal like love.
It reminds us that even when love appears broken or distant, meaning can still be drawn from it—and when it comes together, it shines.
This poem beautifully turns love into an act of creation. The way you gather scattered letters and transform them into something eternal feels both hopeful and tender.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you for sharing! A great piece!