That singer reminds me of you,
Each song that I repeat for you.
When I read my short love story.
I know that has embedded in my memory.
I ask myself why is one I love more than other,
Because I must live with a hope to see my God Later.
He wants to taste me this feeling so sweet,
To live all my life in the longing as a gift.
I would lose you, now or later,
Why we have to live together.
Our mind teases each other,
By twinkling our soul forever.
This is a bitter-sweet poem...especially these verses: I would lose you, now or later, Why we have to live together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As a gift. With the muse of life. Thanks for sharing.