I've heard the noble sound of your footsteps, my love.
Come, come closer, and slowly open your heart. Spread
the fragrance of your beautiful breasts. Let the door
be closed. Embrace me with your gentle hand
and set your sweetest lips on mine like a wild dove.
Keep crawling to find my heart's main thread
as vivid as the spring, trembling at ocean floor.
Take off the seamless boutique sari and raise both
hands to untie your hair; blow on me like petals
of flowers. Without you I'm lonely, dry and dark.
Implant the fresh, eternal light in my green land.
Don't bother making the bed tonight, rather soothe
the warmth of my tense body—my tropical cells,
spreading the pure touch of your astounding spark.
Translated from the Bengali by the poet
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
U translatd this yorself? Well u hav done a superb winsome job of it, yor language lovely. As an indian lassie i enjoyd dis, sensual n fine. Do tel me if u like any of my poems too.