if sweet sugar is the lust of the mouth
if music is the yearning of the ear
if the sun rises east, then she is south
If love is war then she is the frontier
If a rose is sweet then she is sour
If ice is cold she is the caustic flame
if weeds are plain she is a rich bower
if love hath no name then hers is my claim
If cotton is soft then she is barbed steel
If a lamp shares light then she's dark as night
If true love is real then mine she did steal
if she is the sky then I am a kite
my love has no power. my heart. tastes sour
love has stuck deep so I hide and cower
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I would like to translate this poem
love has stuck deep, good one. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.