Love was born
in my heart
when I stepped
out of bounds
it was raining
passionately
My wet heart
palpitated;
crazy thoughts
pumped my senses
small grass it was
I did not sense at first
by the time the scent
it multiplied and haunted mine
the haunted hunt
and my silent hut
I placed my heart
inside the silent hut
and stopped to talk
talking within
all emotions
wiped with one sweep
of hands
the lips betrayed
the looks beguiled
yet, silently I strolled
I AM PREGNANT
my baby I dreamnt.......
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem is complicated ok