She speaks
Never in a monotone
but in a softer mood
combined with alluring schoon.
I love her for that manner
Although people may find it
strange that I praise her
So much, just upon the speech
in which she intones
But dear people understand this
'Love sees nothing
Save the charms it spills
Over many young and older hearts
It rules by eternal seals
Of love it conjures
Drives forth all it builds
The monuments of love
Remain in adoration.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful poem with high speculation. Enjoyed. Thanks.
You are all hearts, Sir :)