I dreamt that my Muse most beautiful
lay with me, her body so wonderful.
And I worshipped my goddess so divine
with acts of love inside her sacred shrine.
Then this man of flesh and earthen clay
entered heaven on that glorious day.
His body and soul were lifted so high
soaring to those unknown realms in the sky.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem