There in the room love- making
Of my friends was going on.
I being a lonely poet trying hard
To blow away my deep rooted pains
Slowly with my poetic heart.
Suddenly your face became
Glowing with dim light coming
From from the street poles.
Your face was fair like the waterfall.
Your cheeks were radiating fragrance.
Your lips created a tune upon my
Started heart plunged into darkness.
Your white body appeared to me like
The Moon whom I adore every midnight.
I lost my sensual control, embraced
You deeply, poured showers of kisses
Into your rosy lips, drinking the elixir
Of your glowing carved body.
My heart leapt with joys for a moment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Showers of kisses; with the muse of love. Nice work.