Sweetheart felt so soft and warm.
As she held me tightly during a thunderstorm.
All night long the thunder boomed.
As sweetheart and I cuddled in our safe cocoon.
The rain fell heavily until the morn.
Then daybreak came and we greeted the sun.
The night was one that gave alarm.
But any night is great when sweetheart is in my arms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem