the truth lay
between the sun, moon and you
for want and wonder
are often
my only companion...
wait, thats not quite true.
the reality that you cant touch
or speak of while
living a life absurd
That...is the truth.
as awkward as that is,
it is just as stoic and brave
as any statement of love
it lives in places where
few will understand
and in a presence beyond
the ordinary.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem