your face
it is not beautiful
but nonetheless
your face
fills my mind
yet i think
of you everyday
in my mind
this love persists
i cannot explain somehow
this foolishness
of my dumb heart
i am in love to an ugliness
that i cannot explain
my brain is angry though
but nonetheless
it manages to fabricate
an explanation
to kill this love so true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem