like the rythmic motion of water,
your words swirl inside my head,
they make their way into my heart,
the essence of your eyes,
paint a portrait of your soul,
forever locked in my heart,
all while rose petals fall down.
the taste of your lips,
leave a bittersweet sensation,
god's true grace,
is shown in your creation,
in the apathy of my desire,
willingly i walk into the fire,
love's burning flames,
leave an emptyness and space,
but still i search for your gorgeous face,
all while rose petals fall down.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This one is my favourite :) its really sweet Hamish