I don't like what it feels like
Jittery knees and jumpy legs
A hard to reach itch
Shells in morning eggs
A thought that creeps up on you
Like a hand on your thigh
A thousand words rehearsed
Into a single sigh
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sincerity, a poet's charm This poem has it by Leaps and bounds. 'A thousand words rehearsed into a single sigh' So well expresses love's feeling in the magic way That only excellent poets can really say.