Now that you have oozed into my heart and soul
everything in my existence does focus on you,
while there are small signs that I do look at
and we act and speak intimate and cordial
while I do offer my body, soul and spirit to you,
as if constantly I am paying ransom for you
there are sets of clothes ready in a suitcase
for the moment that you do come to fetch me
where mere moments between us do become holy
while intimate we do know each other,
while God does pour out His love and mercy upon us
and in all of this we do know of the depth of our love,
where this is to us like no other time or place,
where everything is pure and noble in how love is.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem