You didn't notice
The light of the moon balanced
On your silken hands.
I did.
And when the sea
Washed ceaseless waves between us,
You didn't feel it.
I did.
And in longer times than late,
I may spare a thought
For the tiny pin-prick in my heart
That never grew.
But I never lost.
You did.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem. One day one who does notice will be there. Probably when you are not even thinking about the possibility.