Amanda Lehan-Canto

I like the fact that you don't feel ashamed as you, before my eyes, embrace another.

I like the fact that I will not be damned to hell for kissing someone else with ardor.

That you would never use my tender name in vain.

That in silence of the church's towers, we'll never get to hear the sweet refrain of hallelujah sung somewhere above us.

I'm not sure.

Is that the translation for the second paragraph?

Maybe it is.

Oh, the first one.

The first one is so good.

I like the fact that you're not mad about me.

I like the fact that I'm not mad for you and that the globe of planet earth is grounded and will not drift away beneath our shoes.

I like the fact that I can laugh here loudly, not play with words, feel unashamed and loose and never flush with stifling waves above me when we brush sleeves and not need an excuse.

So I asked him, I was like,

What is this about?

So the main poem is that this was like a long lost love that is broken up.

And this is my husband's translation of the poem.

Long lost love that was broken up.

You've lived other lives.

You see them in public and you're reminded what you loved about them.

And her thing is she loves that this person isn't like...