We were glued to each other
For 7 November days.
The white substance from your eyes
Has flowed into me as a thread.
Soft light quickly immersing
Inside me from back, all around.
You had right to do so
Because we were husband and wife.
I don’t like human beings
I mean it’s too closed – this world.
And you can’t see the meaning
Of true love until you meet God!
I was frightened and happy,
The moon was so low and full.
An old woman was asking the time –
I shrunk back, almost swooned.
I have come to the shrine,
Of the singing could get not a word.
And they named you “our father”
And the second Father was – Lord.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem on relationship, nothing can surpass when it comes to the relationship between husband and wife....Loved it Liza, Thanks for sharing such a wonderful poem.10