Within palisades of the mind
Furtive moments of love pass through dreams,
and find solace inside a chamber of watching memories.
Reminding each and every memory,
how to be an eternal dream.
Whilst all palisades slowly fall inward,
taking away any desire.
Leaving a solitary furtive moment,
alone to weep.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem