A hand touches the small of my back.
By your gentle touch I know it is you.
You turn me around, caress my cheek.
Strong arms fold me in.
Drawing me closer still,
With a wry smile, I gladly submit to you.
The sun sits high in the sky.
A warm breeze flows through the open window.
Jasmine, honeysuckle and gardenia,
along with unconditional love,
enduring faithfulness,
and everlasting hope drift in.
enduring faithfulness and everlasting love drift in true love from true love endures - great imagery; body and soul locked in winds of hope
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I would like to translate this poem
I am struck by the timeless moment. frozen on a back dropp of a gentle floral scented breeze. the eternal moment