I am the shadow of death
the water is swallowing its last breath
the touch of its soul is beautiful
the smell of its blood is powerful
I taste its succulent life source
and rejoice of the sound if its last pushing force.
I am the shadow of death
the pitch black searching warmth in its breast
the dark stands up and covers it(you)
I am in darkness
I am darkness
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem