Do thou-est keep-est the secrets of my heart.
I watch for the changes of the flow within me.
It stops when you are here.
It flows when you are near.
I cannot locate my air, did thou-est vacate with despair
Keep me near so I may breathe
I breathe my last breath
but you are neither here nor there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem