I must have her
I cannot be denied
An irresistible siren
She whispers my name.
Teasing me
Taunting me with illusions of desire
Delusions of pleasure.
She calls out to me
But pushes me away.
She touches me
Yet Flutters away when I grasp for her
Oh why do you haunt me so?
Beautiful moonlight
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem