Soft as a fuzzy felt picture of her heart
I've imagined childlike - life's picture
framed under white blanket arts.
Not a farmyard animal creature
-in sight just us two and loves elixir.
Dining in or out "a la carte."
The price does not matter
long as there are no pealing borderlands
long as our two hearts beat as one together.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem