Like an illusion you always stay
just out of my reach
and maybe I chase too hard
after my ideals and poetry
and for sure there is more
which life asks.
Sometimes when I look out of the window
I see you passing outside,
but it’s only in my thoughts
When I look at my life
I want to find you in it
and I wish that I
could create magic with words
and cast them
like a catching net over you,
then I would have been able
to have you with me
and you would have really known
how much I love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem