Take my hand
And we shall run
Hand in hand
Into the meadow
Until it becomes undone
Cast it upon
the trickling cascade
In which we have basked in
Learn what fate
We have received
Of each others company
I like this
As much as you
I won't admit it
But it is true
Constant similarities
We seem to direct
Just make this different
So as to not repel
the alternative other
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like this as much as you. good poem. thanks.