Landscapes, Wonders, For-
mations but your figure has
put them all to shame.
Laughter, Rivers, Har-
monies but your pure voice has
turned them all to noise.
Lilacs, Tulips, Snap-
dragons but your fragrance has
left them all behind.
Leaves fall, Wind blows, Show-
ers fall but your caress has
made them all feel rough.
...yet...
like the clam contained
by the sea your beauty must
burst forth from WITHIN.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Cool poem, but the fourth stanza kinda throws you off when you slice 'showers'. I think it's because the second half of the first three diced words begin with constanants. Just a thought. Your Cleverness.