All your beauty words
Are like living arrows in my soul
they go arching on for miles
I've never seen 'um land
They're just coursing through me
Like a livin' river can not end
I guess they're made of diamonds
'Cause they sparkle when they fly
I feel their sultry breezes
Calling....streaking by
I want to hold them to my chest
And love each one like you
So I mount up on wings
Take to my own sky
Now I feel them hitting me
Ones from far and nigh
Each one makes me stronger
Each one makes me high
You're filling me with power...love
From your beauty power mine
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very nice expression when I leave the arrows in things always get infected