I saw a beauty spawned today,
the northern moon as constant as the hills,
the blooming freshness of the southern breeze;
the pure wetness of the calming rain.
I felt the compelling of her inner strength,
i felt the yearning of her quiet soul;
though she's dark and with kinky braid;
i saw the beauty in her eyes,
in the glowing of her retina;
i found a heart pure and true!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem