Being with you feels like life.
Our own little world, a table for two.
Our individual experiences coming together as one.
We seem like outsiders to the world
as what's become the normal standard
Is not so private
Instead we share & post between our hearts
& nowhere else.
Keeping ourselves for ourselves.
The present moment that much more attainable.
That much freer
But still,
we understand why each table as well as chair
has it's own space.
Being with you is liberating
Being with you is being inactive in an active setting.
Being with you is
A standard that's become our own little language
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem