You must know how sweet to me
your name is when I address you,
And when I hear others call you or allude.
Further, you must know how sweet the most it is to me when I say, hear, read, write, think and recollect your name.
Then, you will not be my unloving beloved.
06.07.2001, Pkd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem