loving you i know
is absurd
crazy
and hazy, for i do not
even know you,
but the image of love
still
sticks in my mind,
this imagination
of you
like a phantom
in the opera of my
brain
i like to dissolve
this feeling
in the ocean of
forgetting,
but how can i?
i who needs
you, as an inspiration,
you the unknown
you the mystery
you keep me alive
everything interesting
tasting half
or even just one-millionth
of what i have
not actually touched
and seen
you are the unknown
you are here
beside me
still without a name
and body.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem