Someone writes it in me,
I write it for thee,
Can thou feel it?
I can clearly sense it.
Thou know my writing is poetry
And read it in an ecstasy,
It's a great feeling for me,
When I realise my poesy pleases thee,
But I certainly believe I have to write more and more poetry
To see thee perfectly happy.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem