My house is full of roses
The fragrance seeping through my skin
Into my blood racing to the heart
Permeating and settling within
I am intoxicated not by its fragrance
But by your streaming presence
Waking, sleeping, in everything that I do
Your thoughts have possessed me through and through
T.O.>>>Absolutely melting, my dear...You never disappoint the eyes & mind of the Reader! HAPPY BELATED VALENTINES DAY! FJR
Intoxicated... i know this feeling so well... great writing Tranquil
Aw..... lovely. Really, deeply, lovely. t x
Love this TO, know exactly that feeling and you write about it with great passion and eloquence. HG: -) xx
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I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful..... :) Great work!