A kiss from the dead with a rose at hand,
For many will write for others to read;
And like the mere examples of the birds up in the sky.
You are still the one that i belong to, Zapata;
And the glittering of the lights of love will,
Shine on your face always.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful and expressive write...meaningful piece...10+++