Sometimes I wish I was Pelios
to inculcate my autistic feelings
into your dainted heart
Or like Charles Darwin,
to instill the diversity of traits into your life.
I wish I could be of another creature
without being misinterpreted
in most oftentimes.
However I am, soft and weak
like unborn fetus
knowing not to crawl out in life
So has the valour of providence
made me to you
with not even a chicken heart.
Promising you more a cut of my life
still such and evermore
that prevails on.
Your love, I won't cut a lay fence
It has always been a consecration
that lies buried deep in my heart
And for it necessitates my every sense.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem