Let me steal the blueprints for your heart
find the bolthole you run to for safety
let safecrackers whisper an impart-
the code your good soul hides inanely.
But know darling that I will join you there
I will pick your locks and win you over
not one second; believe you've been-snared
it's then that our hearts will go supernova.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem