You slipped a note
Inside my locker
While they chuckled
'Meet me
When the moon
Shines on
The water'
Scrawled on a torn
Scrap of paper
Half past one
I look through the glass
The moon reflects
Off the ominous sea
Time to go
No time
To lose
Here I am
With shimmering
Ocean water
Alone waiting
For the moon
Once more
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem