Holding a story about love

Precious in my hands

A story I hold gently and carefully

That I won’t let break or fall

A love the size of the universe

The whole globe

In my hands the story of two people

Desperately in love

Like Romeo and Juliet

But names I don’t know because they are lovers

More wonderful than my imagination

They are full of passion and sexuality

Touching, kissing, feeling, making love

Exploring each other

In the first garden of angels.

Together they make a life

The first family of love.

This precious story that I am holding in my hands

A story that I won’t let fall

Is a story that I believe in

One day

One day

One day

I believe in the coming truth of this story

One day.