I used to think I was afraid of heights
Because I would become weak-kneed
When looking down from overpasses.
But once grown enough to recognize
The symptoms of love sickness -
How the heart and groin churn in the same direction -
Whereas with fear it is a more dizzy,
Sweaty, stomach-wrenching ordeal;
I have to admit I have a love affair with bridges.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem