the person i really love
i have not
said
i love you
the sentence is so enormous
i love you
no promises are enough
and thinking
about its immortality is too much
we just live
according to its import
moment by moment
at most
uttering i love you
destroys the essence of its purity in silence
it the quiet
where it thrives where it reigns in the kingdom of its gaze
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem