His name is Jake. I fell in love.
I met him on a train.
His golden eyes - beyond above,
His hair like flour from grain.
He is so spoiled, and young insane,
His girlfriend hot like stove..
I went away. He had to stay
A dog, who looks like wolf.
Very nicely done....The last three lines allow the work to be interpreted in at least several ways. A very fine poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
He is so spoiled, and young insane, His girlfriend hot like stove.. I went away. a good poem, the dog and the girl.. and your powerful words very expressive.. tony