Naftali Primor, Poetry

נפתלי פרימור, שירתי

משורר צעיר בליבו ששירתו התפתחה בגיל מאוחר. הרגישו מוזמנים להשתתף בחווית שירתי.

Your Wounds Are My Pain

Shall I tell you what to do
How to respond to his demands?
To expose your softness
To his paws
I know that you will be bleeding
It's not in my power to keep you
Out of him
Your wounds are my pain
But I have to stay away.

October 14, 2011