Hello, I'm an experienced poetry translator and original writer. I will leave one of my English sonnets here so you can see some of my work.
I can write about anything, just tell me what you need.
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Sonnet
When my passionate, sick memory sips
The nectar I have tasted in your orchard,
Lost in numbness and reverie, my lips
Float through time, feeling dazed and sweetly tortured.
Infinite are your deep, dark, night-sky eyes
And night-sky is you hair, free as the wind,
Your flrackled skin, tinted with divine dyes
Invites my hands to times I've loved and sinned.
I can float through this long, oneiric river.
You are an ocean, let us dive in depths
Yet unknown to this summer night young fever.
May our sanities go!... Retrace their steps.
I let it go and merge within the stream.
Our vast and everlasting sunset dream.