on the early years of our union
this marriage
this institution of always being together
we know
we entered a dreamland
of what you and i ought to be
in our own dreams and expectations
we were disappointed
for a time
we wanted to be gods
we will never be
we fall again
to this earth
on the ugliness that opens
to our faces
mocking us
for dreams that never come true
by then we recall our promises
we remember the love
we invoke what we are from the beginning
dreamers in dreamland
now waking up
touching our eyes rubbing them again
to these realities
we are still in love
our bodies have changed
we feel the soul inside us
still with so much life
we hold hands again
taking the slow steps
we will be there
looking to the same direction
we shall be together
despite the odds
the dreamland fades
we shall touch the barks of the trees
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem