violin; a moaning grace
picture of passionate kiss
moments beyond compare
taste of honey; you'll dare
close your eyes and journey in time
feeling alone not; magic in your hand
the tender sigh from deep inside
trickling to tears you can't hide
confident with touch of glow
desire filling up the hollow
like romantic breeze of fall
embracing your soul and all
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem