Once carefree and happy, working, living alone and
doing whatever I felt like it.
Having friends over for Italian dinners and Chianti
wine, afterwards having lively conversations.
Then later, jamming with my guitar, singing, music
and having a great time long past midnight.
Men and women together, never any sex involved, just
the ability to enjoy one another's personalities
and good company.
Eight years spent in moments just like this, no
pregnancies, no turmoil, no arguments, just wonderful
and clean fun throughout the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem