You are music,
that resonates in me.
A song to my soul
that makes me happy.
Your carved in my spirit,
the only source of joy to it.
Your medicine to my wounds,
that cures every bit.
I see your eyes shimmer
with innocence
and every crumb of you,
is so beautifully dense.
We're heading our life
with a broken wing,
And this pain of separation,
Is forever the hardest thing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem