As I run through the trees
Run from your embrace
This love I fear
Hope you’re ready for a chase
I run to a bridge that is rusted and bent
This bridge resembles me
Hopeful and innocent
No matter how many holes, rips, or scars
You tend to hold on to these twisted bars
This burns through my skin I cannot scratch it out
Into a mystic journey with you but I’m ready to find out
As I lie upon the edge of the twisted bridge, shuddered and worried
I conjure up all my courage
I crave and wait for you’re moist embrace
While my memories flood me
I feel your fingers gently caress my face
I stand on the end, I unravel my covered eyes
Yet I feel happy to know your mine
Artificially sweet this moment I stole
I look down and see the bridge has now become whole
A new life has begun
And there is a message
“It chi watashi-tachi”
“We are one”
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem