Two things about being amazed:
one, that which you do not really
understand but so sweet to your ears
like a hum,
so delicious to your taste and yet
not having been touched
by your tongue, and-
Second, that which i understand
but which i dare not share with you,
because i love it to be
mine alone,
treasured like
a gold bar in my
my basement, like your picture
under my
bed,
on my chest,
on my lips....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem