Touching ivories of my mind, a cha cha reaches out and
soothes my soul from within it's rhythmical depths.
Contouring thoughts, allowing them to fit as they
change shape and alter meanings with every note
brought to mind.
Gathering, misty-eyed in images, holding onto the best
life had to give.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem