I say “nay! ”
Like you have spoken “hey! ”
What is this moment to do with you
But go home and retrace the view
I am not nor never will be
A burrowing creature or eagle at sea
For the love of woman, you to stand
Be young and able, beyond my hand.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I very nice way to let go, thanks Saul.