Understanding finally coming to the surface, answers being told
generously, only to be found false.
Moving to the tunes of our hearts as they gyrate with the music
vibrating within our beings.
Touching and generating new thoughts and ideas of love through
teasing and joking of fantasies of a love that may or may not
come to fruition.
Only time will tell in silent explanations of the future, noth-
ing really ever telling the truth of anyone's reality, except
living the life one was meant to.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem