I still long for you
though you are out of bounds
A ball struck too hard
because fate brought you to me
in a clear unbreakable box
I can see through the plexi glass
and I can hear your voice
sweet voice as well
This is all I can enjoy
I'm afraid
Unless fate brings me a tool to break open this box
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A jump from a struck ball to a box. Work on this one a little, and I think the extra work will reward you. It has potential.