The scent of your elegant body deadens my mind and leaves it imprecise
I want nor wine nor weed; your resuscitative breath alone shall suffice
I cannot say what loves have come and gone, but in your arms I come alive
There is a sacred sign in your silent sight, which bring forth the scent of paradise
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
In your arms! ! Love and dreams. Nice work.