I love you Leila,
every day as I lay,
la
staring at the ceiling,
where it says in cut out magazine letters
I love Leila
lay
la
cutting through the backstreets of my heart
so much so
it's difficult to know
from where I should start
perhaps in fact
to be exact
the locality of my love for you
is everywhere
lay
la
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I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem...enjoyed reading it...thanks...