She was the kind of girl
that made you fall in love
with poetry and books
with long walks in silent woods
With fireside stories
and untold mysteries
With faces and smiles
and unsaid words left behind
She made you fall in love with yourself
with all your flaws and fears
all your strengths and tears
She made you realise
that being able to love,
itself, was something divine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very wonderful poem about that kind of girl.
Thank you Lamar.