There has always been a thousand miles between us.
Well, the distance was enough to part us into oblivion.
It could have well being a long lost old torn letter never read..
Yet it still conveys so much even more!
Your naive smile, your petillant eyes -
Your blossoming presence, all for a while:
Let them enhance and shorten our avenue-
Until I brighten up the intermediate aisle!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem about lost love. Well penned