Conversing with a best friend in India this morning, reading
poems as he writes them, enjoying this quality time together,
feeling special, hoping he does too.
Two poets, a world apart, yet of one poetical heart here on
this earth, finding pleasure in one another's company, easing
the loneliness that we both always are feeling in life.
Our hearts holding a quiet love of poetry and one another
through the years, our friendship blossoming as we read and
write together through our lifetimes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem