My heart must be a
face-cloth: you keep twisting it
till the blood runs dry...
beautiful, short yet your words are filled with lengthy meaning. well done.
Do not allow yourself to be drained, because you are full of life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Gosh! I can see the pain in your blood veins. But don't twist it yourself. I think your poem is pleading not twist your heart any more... Anyhow like in Haiku meaning is hidden. the same is case with this. Your TENDERLING! i say! Be strong and believe yourself! .... Good night... May blue in heart flies away! Till then be bold!