as dusk lingers with it's offer
a welcomed silence, a tranquility
a sleep state hovers,
her bodily temple,
not to be still with death,
yet, their only touch
is in the solitude of the offer.
unseen, unheard whispers
travel through the essence of time,
their only keepsake
to their undying love are
dances unseen in the darkened sky
a facetious love frolics
in the depths of her soul
as dawn lingers with it's offer
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An offer described charmingly and gently with understanding.