Love was a stranger to both of us
so when we met him on that desolate shore
we did not recognise him.
But shyly, almost apologetically,
he introduced himself
and soon we became infatuated.
Now he is as familiar to us
as we are to each other
in our blissful menage à trois.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem