Think of the days we spent together,
Like a sea that waves forever.
Happy memories, that's what I think!
To be a happy girl in a week.
You knew that I know
The diminutive secrets that you share,
Where we secretly talks in lair
And see your eyes flaming with despair.
'I trust you' that's what you said
And try to process it in my head,
Hearing those words makes me happy,
And thinking that I was lucky.
Holding your cryptic secret
Under my equisite blanket,
I'll keep it from the goblets
And carve it in a tablet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem