These shoulders
almost wide enough
to play the hand
fountain quill fanning
talon wingtip splayed
My God;
You The One So Beautiful
we the airborne glide drawing
tarot cards laid
tenuous tempest
hearts and spades
hearts in spades laid
tessellate tightrope
clawing down-wind
downe betraying
light with shade splayed
copyright Randy Resh 2007
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
exactly like you said, as the title says.