Rudi relaxing next to me, I am stroking
his back, he is telling me of his work
with marine species
Dreaming aloud of his plans to start his
own aquarium, work with dolphins, his
voice warm and comforting
Creating a vision in lyrical terms, dreaming
how he will show me everything, this sweet
togetherness creating
Our own paradise, he pulls me down on his
lap stroking my hair, his voice taking me to
places I’ve never been
His beautiful voice a musical instrument,
his lovely ideas being the melody…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem