I see around your finger, my ring,
which you wear steadfastly;
an ever-powerful symbol of hypocrisy unbroken.
One that implies love without touch,
caring without conversation,
and worry without action.

Show me that you care for me,
put your arm around me from
time to time
instead of being driven away by the caress of my fingertips.

Be my friend.
Hold me, wrap me up.
Unfold me, I am small
and needy. Warm me up
and breathe me.

In my field of paper flowers,
And candy clouds of lullaby [flowers
I lie inside my self for hours,
And watch my purple sky fly over me. [flowers]

I linger in the doorway
Of alarm clocks screaming, monsters calling my name.
Let me stay where the wind will whisper to me,
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story.

If you need to leave the world you live in,
lay your head down and stay a while,
though you may not remember dreaming,
something waits for you to breathe again.

[Bridge]
In my field of paper flowers,
And candy clouds of lullaby [flowers]
I lie inside my self for hours,
And watch my purple sky fly over me [flowers]

You mean so much to me-
and I just wanted
you to know
how very much I care…

You mean so much to me-
you’ve helped me to find
a special outlook on life
that was hiding
deep inside me,
waiting just for someone like you
to open the door
and set it free

You mean so much to me-
for you’ve been there,
through the good times and the bad,
drying the tears and
holding back the loneliness-
giving me a friendly shoulder
to lean on
and enough smiles to last a lifetime

You mean so much to me-
and I can’t help but feel
as though I owe you so much more
than I can ever repay…
But if there’s a way-
any way
to hold and to help,
to provide and to encourage,
to give even a part of what
you have blessed me with,
I will be there for you

And wherever time will take us…
wherever we may be,
I always want you
to remember
how much
you mean to me.

I love you.

J’écrirai « Je t’aime » dix mille fois,
Et la dessèche sans douleur sur ta chair
cette émotion épatante,
Ainsi que tu pourras savoir le poids des mots
qui m’attachant tellement attentivement
au contact de l’homme aveugle.

Peut-être que je rêvais dix mille fois,
Tes doigts qui caressent mon épine
Qui fabriquent des passages arqué lisses;
Au-dessus des voies paveren cailloutis qui
traversent les nombreux milles,
l’emprisonement de mes yeux a rempli avec désir
et mes paumes vides.

Si je souhaitent dix mille fois,
pour que les vents salés d’océan
me portent aveuglément chez moi.
Là où mon cœur errant peut imiter
l’action affectueuse de ma tête
et se configuer au repos.

Juste une seule fois,
peut tourner milliards des mots vides
dans un seul moment des destins entrelaçants.
Juste un instant de signification
peut tourner dix mille désirs
en amour éternel.

Je t’aime, Kiel. Même s’il y a de quoi qui nous sépare en ce moment, je peux le sentir. On est supposé d’être ensemble. Je le sais. J’attends le moment où tu seras capable de m’accepter comme je suis.