I wiggle my fingers like they're people
only smarter
and she laughs to clear the clouds
we try to catch diamonds that fall
and look for letters in rainbows
then we cross bridges and beat pinatas
till they spill their sins
we twist balloons and play ball
inside museums
where it's frowned upon like it's a crime
and when fairy tales falter
when a kiss won't last
we thumb-wrestle before she goes to sleep
and she always lets me win
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem