Why does my world revolve around you?
Smaller, tighter,
I can’t seem to get away.
You’re just another black hole,
Threatening to swallow me deeper into your depths.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And their eyes meet across the room...another great pinpointing of a common emotion, darling. The 'black hole' metaphor is apt, and your first line is a fantastic 'grabber'. Well done.