I wait in the rainforest of desire
For the prince of light
His eyes caress my soul already
And I thrill at the thought of his embrace.
Aflame, astir, a stream of fire
The rainforest can barely hold me
Will my heady wine of passion please him, I wonder?
As he touches my energy!
When will I burst forth, a happy river,
Ready to receive the mighty sea
When will we relish the sweet-salt of our imagination
Sprinkled with reality
So very beautiful. It speaks to the heart of sensual emotion. Many thanks.
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I would like to translate this poem
Excellent is all i can say about this Anita your imagination knows no bounds another 10 out of 10 on this one