Pages of bluened thought shine eternally within intellect,
never fading or disappearing.
Being held closely, sacredly in spheres of my heart's mind,
divulging nothing of what is being thought until written
into poems.
Shadows of love peeking about, wanting to be met and satisfied
with you alone, melding your heart with mine in thoughts of
bluened light.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem