Inspired by how her fibres lay.
An unforgettable image transcending the day.
Aroma of wiles nets the entire length.
Compelling to the eye sensual, soft in it's strength.
Tales of passion and pain sprayed on either shoulder.
Provocative voices on elegant ends rolls the boulder.
A picture worth framing into the mind of time.
Thoughts a man can taste in the classic sublime.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem