Naked, you are me when we are tiny both.
The sun goes down untill the day is born.
And you inside withdrawn upon the island sea
when undertows let go this world is all I know.
Trees dropping leaves no clothing it is light
the clearing mist grows more.
Going up and down the highways it is long.
The tunnels faintly intermintant stripes of yellow
standing naked along the road the night is still.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem