Is there time to consider...
Are you that pleasant unknown?
Are you one of Frost’s roads
less traveled?
I mean to say, would the babbling brooks
cease to babble were I to stroke my fingers
through the silky seduction of your hair?
Would the birds in the sky
quit birding were I to think about
kissing the small of your back?
Will butterflies quit buttering only because
I want to explore the treasures of you with
my questioning hands?
Will the clocks then quit clocking (oh, I do hope so!)
were you to surrender yourself to my touch?
Pondered questions do not
guarantee answers, pondered...
Consider time then...
like a grain of salt in the ocean.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello, I really enjoyed reading this. One way to guarentee the answers is to just go for it! ! ! ! Good luck! Rene'