Come take me away,
to a place two hearts aren't separated.
By age, tribe, boundaries and skin colour.
keep this love in a photograph
keep this memories in our ripped jeans.
where hearts never broken,
Time never frozen.
Love hears and heals
The only thing i know,
Even as we travel through this road.
so no matter where we've being.
As we continue to unravel new experiences
we just try to do our best
with the many roads we travel.
These mountains and water take our love oaths,
And to these mountains and water we scream our love.
He says he's the mountain and she the water.
As we walk down,
our eyes open up to the light that leads,
as the stars gathered to bear us witness.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem