If I do not return literally,
What would you do?
Please let me know,
Would you cry like a baby?
How would you pass the days?
What about your morning and the evening?
How would your nights be like, boring?
Full of longing? Devoid of happiness?
Would you let another heart invade,
The kingdom of your love?
Please let me know of,
All the things unsaid.
Would all the sweet memories,
Appear like the stars of the night,
Making your world lively, bright,
And alive with endless peace?
Would your ears crave,
For the words of mine?
Would your lips fine,
Like my touches to have?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem