I know the reasons we can’t work.
I’m a reasonable man.
I don’t argue with them.
I simply want
a woman
with whom I’m glad to share the world.
We two would want to be together:
seeing stars and sky,
sharing the same wide horizons.
It’s such a simpleminded aspiration
I suppose I could find many
women to share my world with.
And why be so narrow?
Don’t I want to share my life, my world,
with everyone: old and young, male and female, rich and poor?
Sure.
But I am a reasonable man.
And how can I argue with what you touch in me?
I find myself caring when I think of you,
caring whether we’ll be together (but not caring what
we do together, so long as we are together) .
I find myself wanting to give you love.
I’ll just be there, dear,
radiating warmth, holding you if we want,
making you safe with what I feel for you.
I know, I know.
I can’t protect you from harm,
so how can I make you feel safe?
Let’s just say
I’ll build a bridge between us,
and on that bridge
will flow
the traffic of our hearts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem