When is the time
for comfort
to finally be one with us?
I can't touch anything
everything goes wrong,
are you lost too?
Have you
our 'Welcome' mat?
Is it our time finally?
If love really is our ending,
maybe we should
skip this boring middle.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
simple short punched at the right place..........