I came with my confession.
I couldn’t take the palpitations.
With this love digression
I admit you got my heart in possession.
I couldn’t bare my heart oppression.
I wouldn’t hide my feelings behind ornamentations.
My soul is still a little marked by the perforation.
My mind still need the persuasion.
I will never forget that occasion
of my little orientation.
That oration
indicated my feelings of strong evasion.
(2004)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem