we passed each other in transit
the same as a few years earlier
and let us not come back
already to it it is only
a short episode
in the life which gave us
the surprise
we turned back from a simple way
in order to get entangled
in unpredictable situations
the event pushed in known direction
and we went the wrong way still here
my nice we have ourselves for ages...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem