It’s always me
Between you and me
You never say but I can see
In your eyes which are
As deep as sea
And calm as a storm in waiting
Fathomless fears spread over the
Lengthening shadows of ships
Fishes swim and hide
The silent shore circles your eyes that are
As covert as waves in the night
Your walk tightrope over me who
is a bridge of water
And climb blind red stair of the dousing sun
And I, who is the remains of burnt candle
Lend my hand as I see
In your wet eyes
It’s always me
Between you and me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem