This black love is amorphous
May be real yet bemused
It’s strange
I can feel your existence
But also your extinction
your concern is potent
your touch is important
for me
I simply drawn in your heart
simply lost in your eyes
Swim in your soul
A dropp in your blood
Be vampire in your dark
Shadow of your actions
Can’t touch or be touched
But I’m there
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem