Your soft heel while steping rainbow color threshold
Where life salutes death
With wet kiss of a wide cosmic sea taste you great me
While I childishly kiss the ankle
Across the heart’s threshold you walk
With dark hair sometimes indigo
Being frightened with guiltless wind
That brings me the smell of your crop
To experience enlightenment as gift
To feel Love and scream pagan-ly
As mad
“if I would thus love God
He would bestow me wings”
In a distant dimensions to transport me
As Prophet
But I’m only in Love
And that’s it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem