When you come, comes music
close to me and deep in life.
Now my poetry gets a combo
and my heart a beating bongo.
I was dead quite a while
as I drank pure female guile.
Took my hands in your ones
and I live now in your years.
I am in the seventh heaven
on your pep-touch in the real Arden.
I will sing all the times
bidding goodbye to Edger`s raven.
Your kisses wake a slumber
And I will go for Adam`s blunder.
Our story will tell a different tale
As we will write our own Bible.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very sweet and heartfelt poem. Enjoyed the read!