Evening with a glad heart
watching it rise and fall
We talk of passion
missing each other
longing for the reunion
to glide our souls
as to become one
Mixing thoughts with aspirations
blending arms and legs
with bellies and hips
my chest against your breast
pouring our skin out over
the delight of our beauty
We revel in each others embrace
while the time quietly rolls past
oblivious to its sting
reminding us of how
short our lives really are
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem