Because he was broken
she spoke to him in broken English,
in spoken anguish, in sighs.
She resolved to mend him,
to exorcise all the trouble, trouble, trouble
trouble, the heartbreak
the broken heartbeat
of his past.
He listened to the pulse
of her empathy, the pah, pah, pah,
pah of sympathy
and something opened,
something wept
inside him, something kept
secret and sacred.
She saw in his history
a happy ending,
or an ending that converged
with her beginning;
with him she would break through
the inadequacies of language
and make him understand
the authenticity of her passion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fantastic poem. Very engaging. Jim