Striking poses, entering into discussions of life,
we incorporate ourselves, intertwining our beings
with one another.
Entering melodies, existent for all time, we
become enticed with desires of belonging.
Silently, we beckon to one another through mind-
encased, verbatim - on levels of perfection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Silently, we beckon to one another through mind- encased, verbatim - on levels of perfection.....nice! i loved it....