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