but then there is this poem
inside my heart
and it wants to be written
at dawn
and so i promised you
another dawn
tomorrow
you perfectly understand
my situation
it is not simple. it is complicated.
i make it complicated.
you look at it simple enough.
lack of love for you.
devotion to poetry.
and sooner, you declare a war.
an end. you write a letter telling about
the word
goodbye.
i understand it too perfectly.
we have two parting worlds now.
floating stars looking for each nest
in some other space.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem