wandering, moving, resting?
sliding through a glass of dew
wasting the drips of fire and snow
traveling, crawling, creeping?
just looking, but not staring
viewing, and mildly watching
trying to photograph the scene
to create and recreate an image
for time and eternity to behold!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lol some sneaky eye....nice write quite explicit...thanks