there is something
so important that i want to tell you
but i just can't and knowing that
you insist, and you do not want to be
refused, and so i walk towards you
as though you are an open window
and i look at you and i see a night sky
without the moon and stars
and i am the candle light - -waning.....
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem