Not submission, humillity in the face of ignorance.
The resolution of the of the mystery of the fullfillment of our love.
Travel to the milky way,
to see a beautiful flower in the garden that makes me happy,
A blessed divine organism, that revells with Aphrodite.
The needs of the amorous Orpheus, healing slowly in your arms.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem