Poem
Alone …
In a city that cannot translate love
coming from living languages
My heart speaks, so who hears it
My letter speaks, so who reads it
Sleep immerses
In the eyes of those who pass through my mind
neither do they disappear from it
nor do I stop using this language
Only the night understands me
He lulled the city until it slept
and remained to chat with me…
without an interpreter.
