Let me write
when you are off line
and you read
when me off line;
I can write in one flow
and you can read
in one breath,
no interference
you be me
and I in you
a novel communication;
without anxiety
for a prompt response
I will write and
you will read,
as you wish
no compulsion,
beyond time limitations;
I make you
free from the
transitory waiting,
let both of us wait
for each other
every minute,
every second,
like the two hands of a compass.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem