Let his eyes net,
net her,
his sweet sweat,
sweat her,
without threat
take her
into a place of light.
With golden light
face her,
in silver light
lace her,
never, never trace her
into the darkness
of the grave
she craves.
This kind sound sweet when you say be kind mean you so sweet..like it it really a simple but triple smiles :) _Unwritten Soul
Really glad I found this poem, you are a talented writer that's for sure.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a good poem Sally. a great play on words.
Thank you for your comment. Much appreciated. Sally