You ask me to be your second love
Smugly my heart is pondering for my
first one
I’m not avowed but can’t leave you
Because my heart is thinking for
none;
From that time to this
My heart is floating and sinking
Though I am a girl too
I can feel your girlfriend’s
thinking;
Your succinct maze of words
Being scorn on rapt: I’m in confusion
In state of intoxicate, swimming on
clouds
Disdain or accept this transgression;
It is chicanery or my vague
But your second love is my first
love.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem