Beneath what, diviner realms
Through stars uprose in
How well I commend you, Night
For now exposing
Those true love depths, infinite
Bright-eyed from out one.
Unimagined for propriety's
Sun-lit repression.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Not bad. I like the not so obvious language to develop what`s going on. And I mean the situation.