Moonlight serenades filling the atmosphere here at
Renegade Motorcycles.
Wild spirits being tamed by drumming of a perfect
rhythm in a band filled with talent.
Innately being inspired within their souls, tapping
out their intellect without stopping or slowing down.
Rushing upon me like waves in a storm, crashing,
rising, knocking me down over and over.
Titillating inner desires, wanting to be acknowledged
in the literature of poetry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem