climbing the staircase
of dreams,
sitting in the balcony
of rain
i await to see you.,
in a frenzied state.
my being,
dishevelled
warm
steaming.
with your touch
i will be born again.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'sitting in the balcony of rain' nice visual metaphor...interesting ideas nicely penned..10++