Midst the engulf of the trees that thatch and thorn the narrow of sight and insight. Relieve and relief of the flesh the body that's astounded by the overwhelm of surround and around. The settle and resettle of the heart that respire and inspire the flow of the blood. Lying underneath the taste that's of haste within the hemisphere that's free from hide and behind the wild animals. Whose await upon them scare and rare the depth of the soul that fetch and seek for a reignite of passion and affection.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem