There are so many things I love
One of them is your deep oceanic eyes
Full of dreams and tales and songs
I would like to take a plunge
Into their depths and sleep in some
Cozy crevices not to come out again
You must close the eyelids
And keep me a prisoner forever
I will sleep when you sleep
And wake up when you wake up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem