If in darkness die
I should this night...
before see I rise
faint pale moon light...
Tell her of ardent cherished
love scent still endures perception...
with an inauspicious intensity
beyond bridged visualized astral projection...
Beseeched God willing
attaining heights in heaven beyond compare
love consummated will
united be... Divinely Possessed Sphere.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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I would like to translate this poem
Thant is very sweet... You would tell her you loved her before you died... Deep and meaningful words... Marina Gasbey...