your body
a holy sepulcher
that my spirit
rises from.
my body
that pair of old jeans
that fits you
the best.
our body
an unknown cosmos
where self and self
are lost
in the darkness
of one.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is powerfully spiritual. The sepulcher, and the one body from the other..wow! Makes me think of incense wafting upward in a mass.