I've removed the sweater that you've woven,
I'm naked but not yet open.
Free me up with the strings attached,
Tangled in a silly manner, but still intact.
Running in the opposite direction,
Can you feel the fire of the friction?
No matter, where I land or keep walking in my mind.
I will always wish to life, to be more kind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
' will always wish to life, to be more kind'. Amen. Thanks for sharing.