I wish upon the furthest star
and every wishing well
that I may come to where you are
and see the place you fell.
I wish with every part of me
and every candle blown
that our love will come to be
the best you've ever known.
I wish even on an eyelash -
so delicate and fine -
for a kind of karmic car crash
that might just make you mine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem