she has
an off-
beat sense
of justice and love in
a bottle
but this
house this heart took time to
build, left
splinters and shavings and wasted space and
now we're all part
of the collateral.
she has
an ache for all
things beautiful like
diamonds and postcards and things of the past
but we're
made-up and lovely and lonely and sad and
we've
seen worlds and
monsters we can't
close our eyes.
an off-
beat sense of
life's a snow-
fall made of stars and
sighs.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
justice and love, part of the collateral, sense of living beauty, world and monsters, off-beat sense of life. this poem is filled with so many points. thank you very much for your poem. tony