İptila

I would like to share a poem written by a young writer friend of mine:

A subtle soul is hidden in your eyes
I know that soul is covered in deep wounds
My lover is essentially a white horseman
Let me heal your wound and be yours

Come to my heart and let's dive into the sky
Let's reach those horizons with you
Your beautiful voice touches my soul
Let me be your note on the instrument you play

He always waited behind the snowy mountains
Who is holding back my half?
My hope for your future is gone
Let me be the stone on the roads you follow

If it's time to meet you
If only those days would never pass again
May my oppressed soul rest in that bosom of yours
Let me be your lifelong companion

Your valuable comments will motivate my young poet friend, thank you very much in advance.