I talk about space when I talk about love
Because for me,15, writing oceans into a notebook
The stars above me feel as far-fetched as these feelings.
Love is quite frankly astronomical
And maybe I can't record it all
In stanzas of like-minded syllables.
The only tool at my disposal are Words.
So I'll paint a paragraph in cursive
And hope it's bright enough to depict
the 100 billion stars in my heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The only tool at my disposal are Words. So I'll paint a paragraph in cursive- i imagine million of stars in ur soul and heart and intellect....... thank u for this poem.. tony