You are; but one is
also agonized there. I swear the eyes
of love, not to break the knot.
You live in a baby that has
grown into a temple. It is not a lie.
People come to see the stones.
You cannot swim. I look
at you. Your smile was mortal. I will
swallow water to meet you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem