when you say
i am yours
i shudder, and
i make you know
it with my
goose-skin, for
even from the
beginning when
i compromised
you with a kiss
when i made love
with you
after that night
i have always told
you: i am free and
no one owns me
the sun and moon
and the stars
and all the planets
and galaxies
know that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem