Quietly entertaining, this mind flowing into other
dimensions with peace paddling in synch with designs
and patterns of a love.
This love, one that never dies, for it was made up in
heaven, looking across spans of life, understanding
and reason being gone through.
A certain mind-set, a quiet discussion that's done in
the privacy of our hearts tonight, signs and omens now
reaching our senses in time.
Telling stories that are tangible and have been captured
in many sensations of our beings both together and alone,
as love continues to fill our hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem