Washing away the salt from your lips,
Bending over the drinking fountain in the hallway
In the middle of the day,
Lost in a daydream—you don't wish to be taken
Back to class—
Blessings swimming around your perfumed joints
Like fish in a young aquarium—
This is all the beauty that I've learned to have,
And it disappeared into some classroom abandoned
Half a lifetime ago.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem i had problems understanding it though