Lit from within
the heart glows;
deep red delight
pinked by golden light.
The hands of babies
all soft and fragile
tender beguiles
the energy beneath
touched by the slender fingers
a million heads popped eager
the halo of love
smiled far behind.
Zoomed to visibility
every minute hair stars
bloomed to beauty
A new flower-a rarity.
Passerby peep not inside
two bees are sucking honey
they may sting you thorny
stir up not a hornet’s nest
let the lovers bed honey chest.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem