A card's so nice
-polite-
a sentiment to savor,
Candy's also nice
-especially hi priced-
A sweet though fattening favor.
A poem is cool
-and at first it rules-
The words are munchies for my soul.
But what exceeds, surpass
All ascendant things
-and lasts-
and takes me out of the cold,
Are your tears for me-
That appear from you,
my dear,
And declare
That you do love me so.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem