Waltzing to a two step, energy going down, mind finding
it hard to stay awake, remembering stories that were
being told.
Sharing secrets of our lives before having met that fate-
ful evening so long ago, reaching out, learning to trust
in the darkness of a serene desert, while walking outside
in depths of another time.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem