Recalling postscripts upon letters that were sent back and forth while you were in the army, love and passion knowing no bounds.
Preferring though, a transcendental love over any other, for its worth more when held morally true to the the Ten Commandments.
A love that just was meant to be a spiritual one, never to be physical at all in this temporary world yet we parted at one point and have now remained friends for life.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem