when the moon comes with me when my heart is sour....
your beautiful eyes always knocks my door....
you give me support whenever I'm on the edge...
for others my soul is like an unknown language...
i close my eyes and try to hug you, in my flaunt feeling's flow...
in morning light come from the window and I saw just a wet pillow...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem