To the girl, who sees, hears and knows all that I love.
Leaves are everywhere,
fluttering in the breeze.
Scattered all around me,
not knowing, not caring.
Your eyes meet mine,
your contact sparking through my mind.
Sharp as glass,
cold as ice.
But I now know,
what is meant to be.
My eyes break away,
unable to bear the consciousness of the truth.
I Love You.
The leaves flutter across the ground,
and soar high into the sky.
The elated feeling takes me to another place,
where you and I can love each other in peace,
where the leaves blow high in the sky,
just like my love for you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So very loving and tender... dreamy