Anything I see, anything I hear
My mind first relates it to you and your opinions about them
I don't do this consciously
Still it's you in every thought of mine
This is how much I love you
This is how much I respect you
But I know you call it being stupid and sticky
For I value nothing other than you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice poetic imagination, Poorvi. You may like to read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks