you and me
we like to whisper
the ripples of the wind
we like to touch
the gossamer wings
you and me
in our blissful scarring
you and me
on this twisted dream
we bend to meet
what fate wants us
to be
you and me
wanting to be
beholden to the
reigning silence
of our distance
you and me
finally engulfed
in the silence
of our sorrows
you and me
now and then
how can we ever
be tomorrow’s
loving reality?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem