to forget what love is
you must embrace lust.
you must change your
beliefs about intimacies.
there is nothing that
lasts forever. There is
no love after all but only
temporary union.
you know what love is.
you felt it and you had it
once.
it did not last. It leaves
as soon as you are caught
in the trap of its momentary
embrace. And here you are.
Not surrendering to death.
You will live, but to live,
you must not take what love
is seriously.
Meet one, say hello and always
be ready with that
swift goodbye.
it happened, It happens and
it will happen over and
over again.
You do not want to stab
yourself as many times
as one stupid stone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem