I saw constellations in your eyes
and pale planets where your head should be
but the ghosts that are escaping from the constellations are more distracting
because I know they will haunt
my very existence with your mesmerizing voice
so I guess I should leave now
But I feel as if that is too painful for you
and I don't want to shatter your heart
and walk all over it
so for now I'll just stay
and maybe I'll haunt you
when you finally see my
ghost and my haunted constellations
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem