a room dark and obscure
sweet nothings relayed
hoarse voices only heard
from you
the sense of touch
amazes me
crunch of the bones and flesh
under my skin
as digits wake my veins
i realized
this sweet taste of liquid
gives me respite
releasing my will
and energy to you
inescapable, inconceivable
and true
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a soft poem.. great job