Moving slowly through the afternoon, relaxing and letting
the sun soothe what ails you.
Taking precautions, carefully combining it all together to
introduce avenues of another phase in life.
Protecting only the beauty of intense desire, wandering
into the past and future while remaining here in the present,
attuned to natural instincts.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem