Laughter on the elevator, missing the floors.
In and out of party doors.
On the roof, in the cool midnight breeze,
smiles and feelings of peace.
We are from different places, different past, aimless life,
changing sights.
Coming together and burning away our stressful lives.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thank you Adeline, I appreciate the help