These words are yours,
You wrote them on
Each leaf and surface
With a gold-tipped pen,
To make them more truthful,
Forceful and believable.
Ever so more radiant
Your repeated expressions of love
Meant only for me
I accept they belong to me
As a pleasing mist in the eyes
That never fades or dies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem