Last night, I stole a glance of you streaking the zenith
in a moment of tranquil alarm, liberated from the
burden of grim isolation and despair. My
eyes lit in wonderment as you burst
free of your skin to finally share
one brilliant supernova with
this most woeful mortal
until spectral dust
danced away
glittering.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem