The road of love
Is narrow and high up
And sometimes you land on it
Unexpectedly
But even if you don't expect it
After a while, you realize you're on it
Because the atmosphere is different
It's calm and serene like a cloud or dream
This road is a special dream
One which you may never have to wake
And there maybe some bumps
But they'll smooth out and be okay
Because the road of love is so narrow
You have to be careful not to slip
If you slip you may fall
And the fall from the road can be painful
If you know this road is not for you
And you don't want to fall too hard
You must ween yourself off the road
Slowly, slowly, carefully, gradually
Even though it may still hurt
Getting off the road of love
It'll be a lot better that being pushed off
By cold hard facts and the truth
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem