Ant, anthology!
You were my first man on my love and,
I will always remeber you in this life;
For we are like plants and animals!
And like the muse of the butterflies that,
Float, and flatter up high through the thick air.
Life, lived!
With the muse of love,
With the muse of your works,
And, with the muse of nature;
For, you are always in my mind and,
I thank you for loving me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem