He had warned her if she fell in love with him.
That she would die.
He told her that he had a thirst to kill.
Especially to kill the ones closest to him.
She thought that her love would change him.
But one night while she was asleep.
He smiled and put a pillow over her face.
And smothered her to death.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A fulfilment of inner desire ignored by love.