She is a river of light.
I'm a boat made of darkness
waves greedy of prosody
No sooner would forsake the wharf
than drowning is inevitable fate
Yet dream crossing...
She is a river of light. I'm a boat made of darkness waves greedy of prosody No sooner would forsake the wharf than drowning is inevitable fate Yet dream crossing... Wow, you write so beautifully. A truly passionate poem of love. Thanks for sharing the poem. 10 for it. Subhas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Crossing over the river of light! Nice work.