The thick brittle waves of
Untamed spirit.
The deep brown bridge of her nose twitching in curiousity.
The wilderness stands out electrified in her honey caramel brown irises.
Her mouth calm in contrast to her face
Like a Japanese painting is the curve of her lips.
Not a smile or a frown but a content red-breeze kissed communicator unknown hopes.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem